"Did I say something wrong?"
Ning Fengzhi asked in confusion, "Isn't that the truth? Her body is so good, and she's a disciple of the Hehuan Sect. She must have just caught a slight chill. She'll be fine if she endures it."
"...That's indeed how it is, isn't it." Hearing Ning Fengzhi's explanation, Luo Qinghan finally couldn't help but speak, "Although I'm not quite sure how capable the female disciples of the Hehuan Sect you mentioned are, all I know is that as a woman, when she shares these things with you, she hopes you will care about her, or at least agree with her. Not... to give her such a cold response."
Luo Qinghan shook her head. Although she hadn't been in a serious relationship, and her relationship with Lin Xiao was a matter of chance, as an ordinary woman, she knew best what women needed.
When talking about feelings, there were no differences based on status, only men and women.
"Then, how should I answer?"
Ning Fengzhi scratched his head. He felt as if he had truly fallen into a misunderstanding.
"Uncle Seven, as someone from the Ning family, when she said she had a stomachache, you should have at least shown some initiative and asked her about her condition remotely? Inquire about her symptoms and tell her how to relieve the pain. Isn't that an effective response?" Ming Yi immediately said, "Even I know this. Just show some concern, right?"
"Oh..."
"Also, when she says she's happy, it's definitely because she wants to share something that made her happy today with you. Don't pour cold water on her. Just go along with what she says. Even answering with a 'hahaha' would be fine, right? Your response really confused me," Shi Yiling said with a hint of exasperation. After speaking, she added, "No wonder you haven't spoken much with her these past two days."
"If I were this sister, I might have blocked you," Dongfang Jingjing blinked and stated the rather cruel truth.
"Perhaps, you should check if you see a red exclamation mark?" Wang Qiran finally couldn't sit still and came over to join the fun, adding a perfectly timed jab.
"..."
Ning Fengzhi quickly picked up his phone and sent a "Are you there?" to the other side.
Seeing that it was sent successfully, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Close call, no red exclamation mark.
To his surprise, Yuan Feifei replied very quickly, "Yes, what is it?"
Just as Ning Fengzhi was about to reply with "Nothing," his phone was immediately intercepted by Ming Yi.
"What are you doing?"
Ning Fengzhi looked at him in confusion.
"To prevent you from making another mistake, I think someone else needs to respond to her on your behalf." As he spoke, he took the phone, deleted the two words that hadn't been sent yet.
"No..."
Ning Fengzhi hurriedly reached out to snatch his phone back, "Give it to me, give it to me, don't send messages randomly!"
"Don't worry, don't worry. Even if I send messages randomly, Uncle Seven, I believe it will be easier for me to win over this future aunt than for you," Ming Yi said.
"No!"
At this, Ning Fengzhi became anxious and was about to use his internal energy.
Ming Yi's reaction speed was even faster. He leaped away with a somersault, "Uncle Seven! I'm doing this for your lifelong happiness!"