Ou Yimo hurriedly said:
"Don't get me wrong... although Uncle hopes to match us up, I saw that you already have someone you like, and of course, I also want to spend my life with someone who likes me. I just want to be friends with you."
"Frankly speaking, it's not just Uncle who is urging you to get married; my parents are also very anxious about my marriage. Can you pretend to be my boyfriend for the time being, to put the elders at ease... and I'll have time to pursue a better romance..."
"I won't pretend to be your lover," Gong Beiyao interrupted Ou Yimo coldly, "As for this phone, whatever you spent on it before, I'll pay a hundred times that to buy it!"
Ou Yimo, hearing his words, looked sad.
"Ayao... can't you stop being so calculative with me about these things? It makes me very sad... after all, we did date..."
Gong Beiyao said coldly, "Does a day even count as dating?"
