Yun Bixue's heart skipped a beat. What did Han Mubai mean by this?

She immediately replied, "Of course."

Seeing that Yun Bixue was so fun to tease, Han Mubai let go of her and laughed, "Yu Nuan, why do I feel like you're not confident of it. Feeling guilty?"

Yun Bixue immediately got up from the sofa and adjusted her clothes as she said in a loud voice, "Sir, what exactly are you thinking about? Are you just playing with me?"

"No, it's not that. Yu Nuan, you can't lie. You clearly like guys, but you insist on saying that you like girls."

Seeing how Han Mubai was so confident, Yun Bixue knew that her reb.u.t.tals would be pointless, so she remained silent and simply stood there.

Han Mubai sat down on the sofa and sipped on the tea gracefully. He stretched out his hand and said, "You should sit too. You've been uptight for so long, come and drink some tea."

"No need."

Han Mubai crossed his legs. He raised his eyebrows and smiled as he said, "You're scared that I will poison your drink?"

Yun Bixue waved him off and said, "I'm not drinking it."

Han Mubai stared at the lady before him. For some reason, he just felt the urge to laugh. It had been a long time since he was in such a good mood.

"Yu Nuan, are you even twenty?"

Yun Bixue stared at Han Mubai in confusion. What did he mean? She looked down at herself and then again at Han Mubai. She realized what he was implying and said, "Sir, you think I'm not even twenty yet?"

When she asked that, Yun Bixue's eyes shone brightly, looking really happy. Anyone would be pleased if someone told them they looked young.

This was especially so for women, who were most concerned about aging and their looks. Of course, her real age was twenty-five. However, seeing how people thought that she was not even twenty yet really lifted her spirits. She was even thinking of going home to brag to Limo about it.

Seeing the light in that lady's eyes, Han Mubai narrowed his eyes. This lady gave him a very complicated feeling. It was as the lady before him was not the real her.

"Yu Nuan, you're too simple. You're not suited to stay in this place. The capital is a place where all sorts of good and bad people mix together. It's very easy for you to be swallowed alive."

"Many thanks for the reminder." Yun Bixue was shocked as she suddenly realized something. Why was Han Mubai being so nice to her?

Han Mubai put down his cup and stared at Yun Bixue calmly as he said, "Yu Nuan, how are you going to get married like this?"

Hearing Han Mubai's words, Yun Bixue felt that her thoughts almost could not keep up with his. "Sir, what do you mean by that?"

"I just feel that you, Yu Nuan, are such a klutz and doesn't know how to take care of people. This job isn't very good either. People really cannot help but…"

Yun Bixue listened attentively. Could not help but what?

Han Mubai chuckled. "Forget it, you won't get it anyway. If you're really not a greedy and materialistic lady, just quit this job and find an office job."

Yun Bixue's mouth fell open as she gaped at him. Wasn't this Han Mubai being too concerned?

Han Mubai seemed to feel that he had said too much as well. "Forget it. Did you go to university?"

Yun Bixue nodded. "Sir, I went to university before. Also, sir, you don't have to worry about my marriage. Even if my husband feels that I don't know how to take care of someone, that wouldn't be an issue. After all, in this day and age, people are no longer so old-fas.h.i.+oned. Now, men take care of women rather than it being the other way round."

She felt that her husband was especially good. Her husband kept taking care of her and pampering her—he could not even bear to let her do the housework.