Bai Jingqing coldly withdrew his arm, speaking in a frosty tone, "Miss Nine, please suit yourself. I am of lowly status, unworthy of standing beside the noble Miss Nine."
"Brother Qing, what are you saying! How could I despise you! I really like you!" Beiming Shasha attempted to hug Bai Jingqing, but he took a step back to avoid her.
"Big Brother!" Bai Ruiqing spotted his brother, enthusiastically waving at him.
Upon seeing his younger brother, a smile finally surfaced on Bai Jingqing's face, and he waved back at him.
Bai Qianqian looked deathly pale. She hurriedly pushed Bai Ruiqing away, keeping her head low and not daring to lift it.
"Brother, wait for me." Bai Ruiqing, pulling Bai Qianqian's hand, started heading towards the third floor.
Bai Jingqing looked at their clasped hands, a sudden wave of discomfort washing over him.
"Brother Qing, what's wrong?" Beiming Shasha, sensitive to his displeasure, stretched out her hand to grab his arm.
