"If you like it, go after it boldly. What is there to worry about? Age, or the identity gap?"

Miss Xia blinked and shook her head, "Even if I were him, I would definitely not choose a woman like me. I'm afraid that after I say it, I won't even have to be friends. I don't want to embarrass him. Forget it."

Yan Xi looked at her and fell into deep thought. Every time she saw sister Xia showing such a low self-esteem, Yan Xi felt very distressed. The more cheerful and lively she is, the more likely she is secretly sad in the dead of night.