Jing Yan answered without hesitation, " "I don't like her."
Meng Xin looked up at him with tears in her eyes. She ran out of the hotel room heartbroken. She did not want to stay in this room that made her suffocate and despair for a minute longer.
After Meng Xin left, Meng Lang said seriously again, "I know the answer. I'll make sure Xinxin doesn't disturb you in the future. I have another request for you."
"Please speak." Jing Yan nodded politely.
Meng Lang looked at He Miao and smiled. "We'll need this lady's approval for this."
He Miao paused when she heard that, then tried to guess, "You want the stamen of the Crimson Flower?"
