"Why are you so angry?" Zhang Moyan asked. "From a male-female perspective, women's physiology is to receive, while men's is to output. As Jin Xueyang said, in situations like this, women are generally at a disadvantage, right? You... your expression of humiliation is very hurtful, don't you know?"

Hurting people? Who hurt people? Xiao Xingyu almost rolled his eyes.

He completely ignored Zhang Moyan, staring straight ahead, his profile tense and cold.

Zhang Moyan was inexplicably a little scared and didn't dare to say anything more.

With a squeal of wheels, Xiao Xingyu suddenly stopped the car on an empty side road.

He turned around, erecting his massive frame in the limited space, and looked at Zhang Moyan very seriously. He said sternly, "Why am I angry?! Listen, I was pure yesterday. It was you who ruined my innocence!"

Zhang Moyan was stunned in the car seat: "..."

Xiao Xingyu straightened up: "I haven't figured out how to deal with it yet."

Zhang Moyan's dark eyes widened: "You? ...Pure...?"

Xiao Xingyu frowned and glanced at her: "..."

Zhang Moyan felt it was extremely absurd, as if she had heard a huge joke.

Xiao Xingyu was furious: "What are you laughing at? What's so funny? Are you pretending that human nature is evil? Zhang Moyan, are you human?!"

The smile on Zhang Moyan's lips faltered, and the two stared at each other for a moment. Xiao Xingyu's face was extremely ugly, his lips pursed into a line, and there was an expression that looked like he was angry out of shame... Her fingers gradually grasped the seat belt on her chest, and she realized something and said hesitantly, "What you said... is it true?"