In fact, not only were Yan Qi's eyes not ugly—they were actually strikingly lovely. Especially when they carried a hint of ughter, they looked like a clear ke reflecting the gentle breeze of spring.

  Wang Dong asked, "Is his nose ugly?"

  Guo Dalu thought for a moment and said, "Not exactly ugly. It's just that when he ughs, it looks like a meat bun."

  Whenever Yan Qi ughed, his nose would scrunch up slightly, but rather than resembling a bun, it actually made him look pyful and rather charming.

  Wang Dong asked, "Is his mouth ugly?"

  Guo Dalu suddenly ughed and said, "I've hardly ever noticed his mouth."

  Wang Dong asked, "Why?"

  Guo Dalu chuckled. "Because his mouth seems even smaller than that of a golden-haired lion dog."

  Wang Dong asked, "Is a small mouth unattractive?"

  Guo Dalu could only scratch his head—he wasn’t the kind of person who would lie just to prove a point.

  Wang Dong asked, "So what part of him is ugly?"

  Guo Dalu thought for a long time and suddenly realized that, from head to toe, Yan Qi was actually quite well-proportioned.

  Even his slightly dirty hands looked more delicate than most people's.

  Guo Dalu could only sigh and say, "If he bathed more often, maybe he wouldn't be so bad-looking after all."

  Wang Dong suddenly grinned and said, "If he really never bathed, now that would be scary."

  Guo Dalu ughed too. "I'd actually love to see him shock me one day."

  Wang Dong said, "Since you think he's not bad, then what's wrong with Miss Mei fancying him?"

  Guo Dalu sighed. "Right! Absolutely right."

  He suddenly heard a scream from the courtyard.

  It was Mei Runan screaming, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

  Guo Dalu stood up as if he wanted to go out and see what was happening, but then he sat back down, shook his head, and ughed, saying, “I know grooms are always anxious, but I never expected Yan Qi to be this impatient.”

  Just as he finished speaking, Yan Qi walked in.

  A man entered.

  Guo Dalu asked, “Where′s the bride?”

  Yan Qi replied, “There is no bride.”

  Guo Dalu said, “If there's a groom, there must be a bride.”

  Yan Qi said, “There's no groom either.”

  Guo Dalu looked at him, then suddenly ughed and said, “So, did the bride get scared off by the groom?”

  He suddenly noticed three long scratch marks on Yan Qi's face, as if he had been cwed by a cat.

  But Yan Qi didn't seem to mind at all. Instead, he looked rather pleased, blinking and smiling as he said, “She did leave, but not because I scared her away.”

  Guo Dalu asked, “No? If you didn't touch her, why did she scream?”

  Yan Qi smiled and said, “If I had really touched her, would she have been able to leave?”

  Guo Dalu had no choice but to admit, “No, she wouldn't.”

  Because he also knew that when a woman likes a man, her biggest fear is that he won't make a move!

  “But why did she leave then?”

  Yan Qi said, “Because she suddenly changed her mind and didn't want to marry me anymore.”

  Guo Dalu was stunned. “She changed her mind? How could that be?”

  Yan Qi said, “Because… because I said something to her.”

  Guo Dalu shook his head. “I don't believe it! If a woman has already made up her mind to marry you, even if you say 3,600 things, she won't change her mind.”

  He then ughed and added, “When have you ever seen someone willingly let a fish they've already caught slip away?”

  Yan Qi chuckled. “Maybe she suddenly realized this fish had too many bones. Or maybe she never liked it in the first pce.”

  Guo Dalu said, “There isn't a single cat in this world that doesn't like fish.”

  Yan Qi said, “She's not a cat.”

  Guo Dalu looked at his scratched face and ughed. “If she's not a cat, then how did she manage to cw you?”

  Of course, Guo Dalu knew that women not only scratch but can be even fiercer than cats when they do.

  A cat at least has a reason when it scratches, but women are different.

  If they feel like scratching you, they'll scratch you.

  But there was one thing Guo Dalu couldn't figure out. “What exactly did you say to make her change her mind?”

  Yan Qi said, “I didn't do anything special. I just said one sentence.”

  Guo Dalu asked, “What did you say?”

  Yan Qi replied, “That′s my business. Why do you have to know?”

  Guo Dalu said, “Because I want to learn too.”

  Yan Qi asked, “Why do you want to learn?”

  Guo Dalu ughed. “What man wouldn't want to learn?”

  Yan Qi said, “Then I definitely can't tell you.”

  Guo Dalu asked, “Why not?”

  Yan Qi smiled and said, “Because it′s my secret. If you learn it, what fun would I have left?”

  Guo Dalu sighed. “I thought you were my friend… Who would've guessed”!

  Wang Dong suddenly interrupted him, saying, “Can't friends have secrets?”

  Guo Dalu said, “That depends on what kind of secret.”

  Wang Dong said, “A secret is a secret. All secrets are the same.”

  Guo Dalu said, “So that means you have secrets too?”

  Wang Dong nodded. “And you? Don't you have any?”

  Guo Dalu thought for a moment and finally nodded reluctantly.

  Wang Dong said, “If someone asked you to reveal your secret, would you?”

  Guo Dalu thought again and finally shook his head.

  Wang Dong said, “Then you can't ask others about theirs either.”

  He y down.

  When he y down, it meant the conversation was over.

  Only a proper conclusion can bring a conversation to an end.

  Wang Dong's conclusions were usually correct.

  Everyone has secrets.

  Everyone has the right to keep their secrets—it is their freedom.