Nangong Yang pouted her lips. She obviously had curves. Are men's tastes these days so low that they prefer busty girls?
Bai Zhi was skeptical. They've already eaten, and now suddenly changing styles—what if Huang Puchen doesn't like sexy women?
"Then why are you changing?" Bai Zhi never used to care about fashion, and now her outfits never repeat.
She suddenly blurted out.
"A change in style, a change in mood."
"Isn't it because of a man?" Nangong Yang looked at her with a knowing expression, making her shiver inside.
Nangong Yang suddenly thought of something and looked at her in surprise, "You wouldn't be…?"
A man? Wei Xiang?!
"Wouldn't be what? You're overthinking." Her gaze shifted, not daring to look at her.
Bai Zhi really wanted to bite her tongue. A slip of the tongue led her to ask along with her.
"Aren't you confessing?" Nangong Yang had a cunning grin, stepping closer.
