Su Nian's tone was strange, and she gave the boy a complicated look.
"You want to be the other man?"
The words had barely left her lips when the handsome, clean-cut boy across from her twisted his mouth into an awkward, bitter smile. "Mhm, that's right. I love her too much."
The boy looked slightly awkward and flustered, but the live comments were already exploding.
[Huh? Huh? HUH? He wants to be the other man?]
[I can't believe it. Are even sweet young guys like him really willing to stoop so low these days?]
[He's so clean-cut and good-looking, and he seems so innocent and inexperienced. Why would he ever want to be the other man?]
[See, guys can be love-struck fools too!]
In the public eye, "the other woman" was usually a girl—either the pure and innocent "little white flower" type who cried at the drop of a hat, or the heavily made-up, seductive vixen.
