"Ah, since you’re a friend of Xiao Chun, you’re my friend too. Don’t take offense."
Noticing Ji Jue's astonished expression, Chen Yubo sighed and explained, “Mr. Ji, don’t worry. My orientation is perfectly normal. I’ve just been told I’m strange since I was a child. Isn’t liking pink just a matter of taste? I really don’t understand what’s so strange about it! Everyone loves cute things in their hearts, but they’re too concerned about their image to admit it, putting on an act.”
“After graduation, everyone pretends to be serious and composed. I wanted someone to talk to about my woes, but I couldn’t find anyone. Some may pretend to understand, but behind your back, they turn you into a joke. If it weren’t for Xiao Chun occasionally inviting me out for a meal, I might suffocate!”
"It's not like we’re committing a crime, what’s so funny about it?"
Hearing this, Ji Jue straightened his expression and instinctively defended his little pink car.
"My car is also pink! I’ve been driving it since college, using it to shop for groceries now and then. What’s so weird about that?"
Though he knew that his little scooter and a rich man’s car didn’t quite compare in price... but now it had certainly become a more advanced little scooter!