Li Tingshen narrowed his eyes and pushed her aside.
"You're thinking too much."
Ye Qingqiu raised an eyebrow and smiled faintly. She placed her hands behind her back and bent down to sit on the chair.
Li Tingshen's answer didn't shake her.
"What you're thinking makes sense. After all, we're still young and haven't seen many people. There might be a better man than you in the future."
Li Tingshen had just received the exam questions he had prepared yesterday. When he heard Ye Qingqiu's words, he paused and his lips pursed subconsciously.
Then, a faint smile appeared on his handsome face. "A better man?"
Ye Qingqiu looked up at him with a smile. "You care?"
Li Tingshen threw the question in his hand in front of her. His eyes darted to the corner of his eyes and his voice was clear and cold.
"She probably still has doubts about good men."
