"How exactly did Brother Di treat Miss Li in the past?" Ming Jingya asked curiously as she looked at the two.
A poem of a desire to grow old with deep affection wasn't also written for Miss Li, was it?
With this in mind, Ming Jingya looked at Di Shaowei once more.
Di Shaowei instantly understood the meaning in her look.
"No, definitely not what you're thinking!" Di Shaowei protested, waving his hand and shaking his head.
Feeling like a glaring third wheel, Xiao'er stood up and decided to leave them alone to address their issues.
"I have to attend to something at the beauty salon, you guys carry on talking!"
Di Shaowei tried to keep Xiao'er around to speak on his behalf, but she gave him a look that said 'best of luck,' and then left him there.
A relationship between two people might initially require some external assistance, but once their hands are held, in the world of love, it only takes two; a third party interfering is unnecessary.
