"Qing 'er, are you alright?" Xu Ziyue elbowed her and said worriedly, " to be honest, I'm really starting to suspect that Arthur's done something to you, Yingluo. But who would dare to do that to our miss Ji? "
Qing 'er bit her lower lip bitterly.
This little brat dared! She ran away immediately, acting as if she was the heartless one, but in fact, she was ...
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. She wanted to leave immediately, but she considered that it would be too conspicuous if she stood up now. If ah Luo saw her, he might think that she was jealous.
Thinking of this, Qing 'er could only continue to sit in her seat.
"You're thinking too much. Let's watch the match." She squeezed out a smile and tried to brush off the topic.
Fortunately, Xu Ziyue did not pursue the matter. She quickly turned her gaze to the center of the field.
