Xiao Qinghe felt embarrassed under Tao Meijiao's intense gaze, "Miss Tao, please have some water."
Tao Meijiao picked up the cup and found his voice particularly pleasing to the ear.
Xiao Qinghe had never been so intently stared at by a woman, and such a beautiful one at that. Awkwardly, he said, "You two have a good chat." He wheeled his chair out of the living room, thinking to himself, do all the girls in town like to stare so openly at a person? Shouldn't a young Miss be more reserved?
Su Qingyue waved her hand in front of Tao Meijiao, "Come back to your senses."
She also laughed awkwardly, "That is, Qingyue... were you serious about what you just said?"
Qingyue purposely asked, "Which part?"
"About..." Tao Meijiao, still a young lady, blushed, "If I were to be with your fourth brother, would you truly be happy to see it happen?"
She nodded, "I'm not deceiving you."
