Ever since childhood, every girl who enthusiastically approached Chi Feiyi eventually became his older brother Chi Feiye's girlfriend.
They would always loudly declare, "Chi Feiye stinks from playing soccer every day. How could that compare to a girl's lovely fragrance? I want to marry Xiao Yi."
Then, for no apparent reason, they would remain devoted to Chi Feiye. Even after he dumped them, they'd keep trying to use Chi Feiyi as a go-between, just to see Chi Feiye again.
Watching one girl after another that she'd fallen for become her brother's ex-girlfriend, Chi Feiyi would watch the show and light a cigarette with the weariness of age: I've seen too much with these old eyes.
She was tired of being used as a shield. When Xiang Youning, someone she had always disliked, took the initiative to lower her head and make overtures, Chi Feiyi felt no triumphant satisfaction at finally getting revenge. She merely blew out a lazy ring of smoke.
"If you want to hit on my brother, just say so. Don't use me as an excuse to hide your intentions. I don't have time to play at being your wife."
Xiang Youning looked mildly surprised. "I just want to be friends with you. I don't mean anything else."
She hesitated for a moment, then added seriously, "If you want to be my wife, you'd better quit smoking. I don't want my future partner to smell of smoke."
Chi Feiyi studied Xiang Youning's expression. Her features were gentle and her gaze clear, without a trace of panic or unease at having her intentions exposed.
She suddenly stubbed out her cigarette in the ashtray. "Don't lie to me."
I've heard too many lies from people trying to deceive me about their feelings, so don't lie to me.
Theme: Be open and direct. No sneaking around behind someone's back.
