Luo Ziling didn't want to tell Yang Qingyin about the conflict he had with Lu Weiguang. There was no special reason; he just felt that it was the right thing to do, otherwise, it would be petty.
Just now he only wanted to remind Li Qingyang, and he didn't intend to bring up the conflict with Lu Weiguang.
"It's really nothing," Luo Ziling replied with a touch of embarrassment when Yang Qingyin asked. He shook his head, "Let's have some tea. I'll treat you to dinner today, senior. Whatever you'd like to eat, just tell me."
"I could have guessed even if you didn't tell me," Yang Qingyin said with a smile and pursed lips.
"Can we not talk about these things?" Luo Ziling felt a bit embarrassed and neither confirmed nor denied, "After all, it's all in the past now."
By saying so, Luo Ziling essentially confirmed her earlier guess, causing Yang Qingyin's face to chill momentarily.
