"Stay away from Yingying."
"What if I don't agree?"
"I don't mind taking some coercive measures."
"Like locking Han Yingying at home and not allowing her to meet anyone? Shen Mosheng, are you going to stage a real-life 'Don't Talk to Strangers'?"
Although he didn't know what talking to strangers meant, Shen Mosheng's face still flushed with embarrassment, and after struggling for a long time, he finally managed to say, "She isn't suitable for you."
Qiao Yuetong looked at him skeptically, "I think we're quite compatible."
"She's married."
"I don't mind." It's not like there's a rule that single people and married people can't be friends.
"You two won't end up together," Shen Mosheng grew more anxious.
"What outcome do you want? Being happy is good enough." Qiao Yuetong looked at Shen Mosheng, increasingly unable to understand him. Making friends, shouldn't it be about having compatible values and enjoying each other's company?
