But unexpectedly, Zheng Shishi said, "I originally thought Mr. L was someone special, but it turns out you're just as vulgar, asking such a question?"
As she spoke, she actually gave Liu Zhizhong a surprised and disdainful smile while driving.
Was Liu Zhizhong's sincere concern about personal matters met with a cold shoulder?
But Liu Zhizhong had a thick skin and a strong psychological resilience, and with a somewhat raspy voice and the speaking style of Mr. L, he said: ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝗻𝗼𝘷𝗲𝗹•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥
"You can't say it like that, Miss Shishi. Mr. L is human, not a god. Besides, Mr. L no longer exists, I'm just myself, a living, breathing human being. As humans, we all have emotions and desires and face all kinds of worldly situations. Speaking the right words to the right person is the essence of life. When facing a high-born lady like Miss Shishi, who combines beauty and wisdom, style and elegance, as a mere mortal, I can't help but ponder your life and happiness. Because I think you deserve a happy life and a fulfilling marriage, don't you?"
The voice was a bit raspy, but the flavor of Mr. L was still there.
Zheng Shishi was momentarily entranced, her ears feeling a bit tingly. This guy, he really lives up to being Mr. L, oh my...
The way he speaks, that flavor, it's so comforting, it's impossible to dislike.
But, Zheng Shishi's mind stirred, and she said, "Worthy of being Mr. L, saying things that sound better than what one can drink. But tell me, why do I deserve a happy life and a fulfilling marriage?"
Liu Zhizhong smiled lightly, his words easily rendering Zheng Shishi speechless.
Zheng Shishi smiled, nodded, "What if I don't have a happy life and a fulfilling marriage?"
Liu Zhizhong was slightly taken aback, then immediately changed his tone: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! If Miss Shishi doesn't have a happy life and a fulfilling marriage, wouldn't that be the biggest joke in the world, causing countless people to lament the injustice? Who in this world, who could possibly prevent someone like you from pursuing and enjoying a beautiful life?"
Zheng Shiji couldn't help but burst into laughter, genuinely happy.
"Oh my goodness, I really didn't expect this. Besides being a top-notch audio talent, you have such strong imitation skills, you're killing me with laughter!"
"As long as you're happy, isn't that right?"
"Yes, it is, hehe..."
Anyway, Liu Zhizhong was good at chatting, he had the skills and art of conversation. This was only his second meeting with the third young lady of the Zheng family, and as they chatted, they found common ground, and the atmosphere became quite lively.
Of course, as long as Liu Zhizhong wanted to, he could have a good time chatting with anyone. To call him a talent might be an understatement; he was a genius!
He also realized that Zheng Shishi was quite smart and good at conversation. Although she wasn't as literary and deep as her widowed sister-in-law Feng Xiaoyue, nor did she have the playfulness of the first goddess of Southern Country, Xiang Wenxin, she had a lot of personality and was very approachable. She was indeed a down-to-earth, somewhat boisterous goddess.
Because Zheng Shishi suddenly asked, "Hey, Brother Zhizhong, even though you've had surgery and your voice isn't what it used to be, it's still very charming! Your old voice could make ears pregnant. So, during intimate moments, does your partner get an orgasm just by hearing your voice?"
Oh my... Is this down-to-earth and boisterous goddess really from a wealthy family?
In Liu Zhizhong's heart, countless exclamation marks were popping up.
How should he skillfully respond to that?