"I'm not angry," Lin Xiang said stubbornly.
Zheng Miaoyue pursed her lips, "You're not angry, just a bit unhappy. Judging by your look, you probably suffered a heartbreak, am I right?"
As soon as they heard the word "heartbreak," the four of them stopped revising and looked eagerly at Lin Xiang.
Lin Xiang was amused and tapped each of their heads: "Go back to your studies, why are you looking at me?"
"Don't listen to Zheng Miaoyue's nonsense. I'm Lin Xiang, dedicated to becoming a diplomat, how could I be tied down by love?"
Zheng Miaoyue spoke slowly, "Being a diplomat doesn't affect you having a partner, there's no conflict between the two. Lin Xiang, your explanation lacks conviction, instead... ooh ooh..."
"Shut up!" Lin Xiang covered Zheng Miaoyue's mouth. "You're the one who's always blabbing here, showing off your talents? Do you want me to accompany you to run errands this weekend or not?"
