"What's wrong?" Fu Yuqing shrugged. "Do I have something dirty on my face?"
"Are you always this straightforward?"
"Of course."
Lin Qinqin couldn't laugh. She was too straightforward—so blunt it was honest, leaving people… not knowing what to do with her.
She pressed her lips together, hesitated a moment, then still said, "As for whether there's anything between me and Lu Yin, I think you can probably guess a bit. It's not convenient for me to say it; you can just ask Lu Yin directly."
"Why should I ask him?" Fu Yuqing leaned against the wall, a little unsteady on her feet. "I feel like, there's nothing going on between you two."
She raised a hand to cover her eyes. "Don't look at me like that. Okay, okay, worst-case scenario, let's say there is something between you. So what? We're all adults here. The games adults play with each other—what do they even matter?"
Adult games, huh.
