392 (third watch of the night)

How many years older are you?

Ten years? Twenty years?

Mo Zhixuan drove while speaking, "Just a few years older than you." His complexion seemed calm, but his fingers gripping the steering wheel unconsciously tightened.

In the past, his relationship with Zheng Chuyi was purely a family binding, so in terms of dating, he had no experience. He didn't know what kind of man a young girl like her would like, nor could he fathom the thoughts of a young girl. For the first time, this man, who was usually a master strategist in the business world, was thrown off balance.

Chu Jin slightly raised her eyebrows, "I'm only eighteen."

Mo Zhixuan pretended not to understand and freed one hand to ruffle her hair, "Hmm?"

Chu Jin looked at him, her eyes reflecting the twilight's afterglow, "Are you that young?" Just a few years older! Who would believe that?

A few decades older would be more like it.