Xiang Yiqing was speechless, frowning as he looked at the elderly folks, "You grandpas and grandmas, why do you waste time on gossip? Gossip is all lies."
Gossip is truly a trend in their country, even the elderly are into it.
The elderly were half-believing Xiang Yiqing's words, "But Xiaoxiang hasn't been seen with a girlfriend yet, that's true."
Does it mean if he has a girlfriend, then they'll believe the gossip is fake?
These seniors are just like his own grandfather.
Oh well, might as well tell them, Xiang Yiqing thought, and opened his mouth, "Actually, I…"
But before he could finish speaking, a sweet woman's voice suddenly came from behind, "If he still doesn't find a girlfriend, I'll pursue him, how about that?"
With a hint of mischief in the tone, full of energy.
Xiang Yiqing's words were interrupted, he turned and looked behind him. Zhou Meng, with her hands in the pockets of her white coat, was walking over towards them, a stethoscope hanging around her neck.
