"About whether you will fall in love with Rong Yixuan or not?" Ming Xiaoyu chuckled with excitement.
Su Yanruo looked at her and flicked her forehead again. "One should never bet on such a thing. Love is pure and you should not play with it."
Ming Xiaoyu pursed her lips and rubbed her forehead again. "Fine," she sighed. "We will not bet and I am pretty sure, that you will fall in love with him. Just remember, my words."
Su Yanruo looked at her and laughed. "Why are you so stubborn on believing that I will fall in love with him? You have never acted like this."
"Because I have a foresight. And, I prophesy that you and Rong Yixuan would be together, very soon." Ming Xiaoyu said in a heavy voice, her eyes staring into Su Yanruo's eyes mysteriously and her hands moving in the air, acting as if she was a real spiritual person who was prophesying about people's future.
