"Honey, you're my standard," Chu Shenyu said with a smile. He then glanced at the group of somewhat infatuated women and stated coolly, "Things like a 'generation gap' are just excuses. Comrades, don't be so naive. All those reasons are just justifications. The real reason is simple—there's just no spark!"
"This is my wife, and she doesn't need your approval. And frankly, I'd rather other people not see how wonderful she is." After speaking, he handed Zhu Yun a chocolate popsicle. "It's a little warm with so many people in the house. Honey, have this to cool down. We'll be heading to the cafeteria for dinner soon."
He was making his disdain for them clear in every way possible. The group of women was so utterly rebuffed they wanted to cover their faces and flee.
Whatever lingering hopes they had were instantly extinguished by his words. 'How could there be a man so completely devoid of chivalry?'
