"It's my life she's after," Zuo Xingyun said nonchalantly.
Xiang Wan was startled, "Ah... do you have a grudge? Then forget it, pretend I never asked!"
"Heh heh." Zuo Xingyun suddenly laughed, "No grudge. She wanted me to marry her, but I refused."
It was only then that Xiang Wan realized he was joking. The desserts he had brought home for her to eat might have been gifts from some girl trying to express her affection. She hadn't expected they would end up in her own mouth.
With such a 'complicated' relationship, she felt it was best not to press: 'Let's just forget about it then. I won't bother you anymore. We'll look for other options. There are also good pastry chefs in the country. By the way, Yan Family's people stopped by the shop to look for me today.'
The look of ease on Zuo Xingyun's face vanished instantly, and he raised his hand to touch the frame of his glasses perched on his high nose bridge, "What did they want with you?"
