Feeling Nanrong Wanqing's accusatory gaze, Ling Chen rubbed his nose, gave an awkward smile, and asked, "What's up? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Nanrong Wanqing slightly lifted the corners of her mouth with a hint of a smile, "I thought you'd resist asking that question."
Ling Chen laughed it off and explained, "I just wanted to show some concern."
"Explaining is just covering up." Nanrong Wanqing stifled a laugh, "Seeing how close I am with him, are you jealous, feeling uncomfortable?"
"Not at all, am I that petty?"
Nanrong Wanqing nodded affirmatively, "As far as I know, men are petty in this regard, without exception." As she said this, she covered her mouth with her hand and laughed softly, joy evident in her eyes and brows.
"What are you laughing at?"
Nanrong Wanqing chuckled, "I thought you were scared off by what my mom said, completely giving up on me. But now it seems, you still care about me. Am I right?"
