"Heh, what a pity for what?" Cheng Ling asked.
Ming Wei shook his head ceaselessly, "This young lady is brimming with talent, it's a pity she's gotten into a relationship so early."
"Pfft!" Cheng Ling couldn't help but burst out laughing, "I'm saying, you middle-aged bachelor, you're not falling for the young girl, are you?"
Middle, aged, bachelor!
No matter how composed Ming Wei usually was, he couldn't withstand such a blow. A sliver of irritation appeared on his face as he looked at Cheng Ling: "Miss, please watch your language!"
"Uh, sorry!" Cheng Ling gave an embarrassed chuckle, pointing outside the door, "I just want to know, do you like her or not?"
Ming Wei's irritation grew even more apparent, "Your thoughts are too impure! What I mean is, dating distracts her from her studies."
"Not necessarily, love can make one more mature," Cheng Ling said.