Still baffled, Director Ye looked at Zhuang Luo again. "Mr. Zhuang, why don't you tell us?"
"I... I can't say it..."
Zhuang Luo's eyes suddenly reddened.
Tears clung stubbornly to his eyes, as though he were a young widow who had guarded his chastity for years, only to suddenly suffer some vile sexual harassment-
It was tragic, but with no one to back him up, he could only put on a brave face.
Gu Xingfan bristled at once.
"Hey, what the hell is that supposed to mean?!"
"I was kind enough to help you! Fine if you don't appreciate it, but now you're acting like this to slander me?!"
Zhuang Luo raised his eyes in disbelief.
"I'm slandering you?!"
"Mr. Gu, did I ask you to help me just now?"
Gu Xingfan choked.
Then he argued loudly, "You didn't ask me to help, but I was raised to follow Lei Feng's exam-"
"Since I didn't ask you for help, that means I could get it out with my hands."
Zhuang Luo cut him off.
His tears fell at that moment.
"So what were you trying to do by coming so close?"
The words carried an obvious insinuation of ill intent, and Gu Xingfan immediately grew frantic.
"Of course I came over to help you take care of it!"
"You spent fucking ages trying to get it out with your hands and couldn't! Obviously hands won't work! You need to use your mouth!"
Zhuang Luo grew frantic too. "Nonsense! Using your mouth is even worse! There are so many germs in saliva!"
Gu Xingfan said, "So what?! At least it'd give you some relief! Better than having that thing stuck there digging into you!"
Zhuang Luo said, "I'd rather leave it there digging into me than have you use your mouth