Meng Cheng'an's voice was very low, with a hint of danger discernible upon careful listening.
Tian Xiang had been interacting with him daily recently, considering him a friend from the bottom of her heart, and she had long since let down her guard, not hearing it at all.
She said, "I'm looking for the matchmaking advertisement I posted before. I distinctly remember sticking it here, but now it's gone."
Meng Cheng'an, feeling guilty, rubbed his nose and said, "Maybe the wind blew it away."
Tian Xiang glanced at him, "Could it be that someone liked me and took the information away?"
Now she's quite the sensation on Red Fifth Street, isn't it normal for someone to take a fancy to her!
What's with that tone, as if her information is only worthy of being blown away by the wind.
Yes, someone does like you.
Meng Cheng'an's hands in his pockets clenched tightly into fists, looking at Tian Xiang with deep eyes, like a wolf in the dark night.
