Liu Zhizhong spoke with utmost seriousness, his face displaying helplessness and not a hint of jest.
Yet, this style of dry humor couldn't help but make Lu Yumei crack a smiling, her face flushing as she added her own thoughts to his words, feeling incredibly shy.
"Hehe... what are you thinking about?" she teased. "How can you even say that?"
Lu Yumei wasn't angry. She was quite accustomed to her interactions with Liu Zhizhong.
Liu Zhizhong, however, wasn't laughing. He simply stated, "That's just how it is! Zhao Yan is an independent individual with her own pursuits and freedom. That's her right and shouldn't be tied down by marriage. A melon forced off its vine is not sweet, my dear Mrs. Lu."
"Ah..." Lu Yumei couldn't argue with Liu Zhizhong's reasoning and could only sigh. "But if you two continue like this, what will become of you?"
