The first sentence was indeed something Mufeng said himself, although he had slapped himself in the face later on for it.
But for the last sentence, Mufeng had to say that he was wronged.
Mufeng said helplessly, "Why are you still improvising? The first part was true, but I didn't say the second part."
"Oh, really? Don't tell me that wasn't what you were thinking?" Jiang Xun raised her head and looked at him. "Although you didn't say it, that's how I heard it."
[Damn, the two of them are acting as if it was real!]
[You're so good at writing the script!]
[They look like a couple!]
[Overbearing CEO frequently brooding over small and delicate wife's past.]
[Look at Sister Yao's expression. She's dumbfounded.]
"And how did you reply to him?" Qiyao followed up.
"Umm," Jiang Xun pretended to think for a moment and said, "I told him that I'm not interested in old men either."
