Su Yingxue curiously wrapped her arm around his, "Hubby, why are you so sure?"
"Rong Sheng's heart is not in love, Xiao Qingyu has already shown his affection for two years," Chu Yihan pinched her delicate nose tip, "If she had any interest in Xiao Qingyu, she would have been with him long ago."
In the past two years, Rong Sheng had not married, which strongly indicated one thing: she was not interested in marriage, and had very clear plans and goals about what she wanted to do.
Such a woman, unique and independent, was a special existence in their world.
Su Yingxue, being a woman herself, did not agree with Chu Yihan's statement, thinking, "Time could breed love, couldn't it? Just now, Sister Rong Sheng didn't rebuke him."
"Is that so?" Chu Yihan held her hand, feeling indifferent about these two people in front of him.
At least he did not sense any romantic feelings between them.
If there were any, it would only be Xiao Qingyu falling for someone who did not feel the same.
