These people started teasing, and Mo Wenwan's face turned even redder. She glanced at Qin Miaomiao again, as if worried about something, her expression somewhat off.
Qin Miaomiao's eyelid twitched. She walked over slowly and said with a faint smile:
"What's so interesting? Why don't you share it with me?"
Mo Wenwan hid her phone even tighter, lowered her head, and whispered, her voice softer: "They're just fooling around, it's nothing."
Wang Yan chuckled coquettishly: "Wenwan, stop being shy. We all know about you and Young Master Lu. Miss Qin, you seem to know Young Master Lu too. Do you think Wenwan is a good match for him?"
Qin Miaomiao had a slight smile on her face, but her gaze was cold:
"Yes, I know him. Very well, actually."
