It really was impossible to tell that Nangong Yue would actually feel inferior.
Maybe that's just how it is: the more you like someone, the more inferior you sometimes feel in front of them.
You feel like this isn't good enough, that isn't good enough, always afraid of embarrassing yourself in front of them.
She'd had that feeling before, so she naturally understood it.
Seeing that Gu Mian didn't say anything, Nangong Yue lowered his eyes, sounding a bit self-mocking as he said, "What do you mean 'pretty good'? I'm clearly not as good as him at anything. I'm not as good-looking as he is, not as outstanding, my family background isn't as good as his, so…"
Before Nangong Yue could finish, Gu Mian cut him off. "Don't say that anymore. You're actually pretty good too. My liking him doesn't really have anything to do with what you just said."
