Chu Qianli turned her head to glare at him, almost rolling her eyes.
"You never told me, how would I know?"
"Ali..." Fu Long took a step forward, staring into her slightly tipsy eyes.
Some words, impulsively, he wanted to blurt out.
But quickly, he suppressed them.
He chuckled, "You can't keep a secret well enough, I can't tell you."
He turned his face away, his smile gradually turning bitter.
"Don't try to match me with any girls, I already have someone I like, Ali, do you understand?"
How could Chu Qianli not understand?
"I didn't know before, rest assured, I won't try to set you up with Ziyue again."
Matters of the heart, truly, cannot be forced.
If there was affection between them, lending a hand would be a good thing.
But now, helping Long Ziyue had become aiding and abetting, bullying the rightful partner.
She wouldn't do such a despicable thing.
"Mhm." Fu Long nodded, his voice hiding complexities she couldn't discern, "The way things are now... it's quite good."
