"I didn't think of anything." Jiang Hai's voice, when he spoke, was unexpectedly hoarse.
Jiang He paused for a moment, then his expression turned terrifying. "You're not falling for Miss Mei, are you? You're out of your mind! She's the one Master Si likes!"
Jiang Hai was slightly taken aback.
In that moment, he suddenly felt his heart skip a beat inexplicably, his pupils contracting, feeling as if someone had grabbed his throat tightly.
This was followed by a sense of panic.
He quickly lowered his head, letting his hair cover the emotions swirling in his eyes, his throat hoarse and dry. "I don't… I don't like Miss Mei."
"That's for the best!" Jiang He looked him up and down suspiciously, didn't notice anything unusual, and temporarily relaxed. He resumed his carefree attitude. "Alright, let's go back and help Master Si with his work. You've been absent all afternoon, and we're already behind on a lot of things."
"Alright."
