"Mind your own business."
An Ning retorted with her usual catchphrase.
Yu Jingchen stroked her furrowed little nose. "Try to avoid playing the field. You should choose the best one and make a decision quickly."
An Ning rolled her eyes, since neither had anything to do with her, what choice did she need to make?
"So unruly?" Yu Jingchen squinted his eyes.
"Not at all." An Ning didn't want to tarnish her image any further and showed him the message. "It's from a little boy I teach; he doesn't have a mother and it's quite sad. He always wants me to be his mom. This is a picture of his dad, asking if I like him."
Yu Jingchen glanced at it and indeed saw the little brat's message avatar—an Ultraman. "In that case, you might want to consider it."
"Cough cough..." An Ning coughed forcefully twice. "Mr. Yu, can you please stop joking? What do you mean consider? I don't even know the man."
"Arrange to meet, and once you've met, you'll know him," he said.