Seeing Ji Yunhuai looking as though he was questioning his entire existence, He Mingchuan's mischievous streak as a friend resurfaced.
He shook his head and clicked his tongue a few times, then spoke with unmistakable relish. "Oh dear, how pitiful. Who was it who so confidently told me just now, 'I'm nothing like you. I have everything under control'? Well? Still under control now? Finally getting a taste of romantic disappointment, are you?"
The more He Mingchuan talked, the more animated he became. He seemed to have found a rare opportunity to feel superior, and even began smugly praising himself at Ji Yunhuai's expense. "I would never treat Wanwan like that! And Wanwan would never hang up on me like that! Tsk, tsk, tsk... you're still not as good at courting someone as I am!"
Ji Yunhuai: "..."
Hah. Did this guy really not know whether he was courting her or sucking up?
Already irritated, Ji Yunhuai finally lost patience. He shot He Mingchuan a sidelong glance and delivered a precision strike. "That's because Jiang Feiwan sees you as a little brother. Whatever a little brat looks like to her, that's exactly what you look like to her. Lu Xiaoxiao is different, so she expects different things from me."
He Mingchuan: "..."
He Mingchuan: "Aaaaaah! Ji Yunhuai, you foul-mouthed bastard! I'm going to kill you!!!"
He Mingchuan flailed his arms and made to lunge at Ji Yunhuai, but Ji Yunhuai could not be bothered with him. He lit up his phone screen, preparing to call Lu Xiaoxiao again.
This was serious. If he had to grovel, then grovel he would. All he could think now was how utterly stupid those few defensive remarks he had made to save face had been.
Ji Yunhuai frowned, but his finger stopped just before