All those present were women, so it was obvious who the gigolo was referring to.

Song Sichen frowned slightly, and after enduring for a long time, he still couldn't control his face and turned dark.

With his status, how could he not be worthy of Jiang Sui?

These women are really crazy, just like Jiang Sui.

The more Song Sichen tried to appear nonchalant, the more concerned he seemed.

It was rare to see him being humiliated like this, Jiang Sui could hardly hold back her laughter.

"These aunts are so good at talking. It would be better if they could talk more."

Song Sichen immediately understood that she was hinting at him: "..."

He is not a joker.

If it were any other time, he would have been angry if Jiang Sui had spoken to him like this.

But the smile on Jiang Sui's face now was so bright.

The way she looked at him while giggling was full of the agility and cuteness that only a young girl could have.

The harsh words that Song Sixen was about to say were abruptly blocked back.

He looked away, his face cold again.

But I also felt that I shouldn't be at a disadvantage like this.

The man paused and added:

"Then you have to fight for it."

Jiang Sui: “……?”

Song Sichen: "Since the villagers all say that I am a gigolo, if I don't put it into practice, wouldn't I be letting down this rumor?"

Jiang Sui was shocked. Why didn't she realize before that Song Sichen had such a sharp-tongued side?

The male protagonist is a good one, but it’s a pity that he has a mouth.

It would be great if Song Sichen was a mute.

When they divorce in the future, she will have an extra mute beauty ex-husband.

Thinking of this, Jiang Sui couldn't help but smile secretly.

Afraid of being noticed by Song Sichen, she restrained her expression and reached out to pull the dogtail grass on the roadside to play with it.

Jiang Sui thought that her move was smooth and covert enough.

Song Sichen followed behind her and saw all her little movements.