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If she said yes, the reporters would definitely keep asking, and she feared she could never explain it clearly.
She silently moved a step to the side and whispered, "Tianlin, why aren't you saying anything? People are misunderstanding our relationship— you need to clarify it quickly."
"What is our relationship?" Jian Tianlin asked with a deep voice.
"Don't be ridiculous," Maomao said. "We're just friends, of course."
"If we're just friends, then what's there to explain?" Jian Tianlin's eyes darkened as he spoke evenly.
Damn this 'just friends' relationship.
What a oblivious fool.
"Without an explanation, they'll all start guessing, and besides, you have a girlfriend. If you don't explain, how will she feel?" Maomao said in a hushed tone, her voice tinged with a touch of jealousy she didn't recognize. "If she gets angry, it's your problem."
Jian Tianlin's lips curved slightly. "How do you know my girlfriend will be angry?"
Maomao snorted, "I don't have time for this."
