In the past, they often made such jokes, and Nan Qing would always follow up on Su Cheng's words.
But today, for some reason, Nan Qing felt that Su Cheng's smile was especially fake, like a mask of human skin that didn't fit, which would tug at the slightest movement.
She didn't respond to Su Cheng's words and just asked while walking inside, "Did you want to see me for something?"
Flushed with redness, Su Cheng cleared his throat to mask his embarrassment and said in a voice as low as it could get, "Do you really like Wang Yixuan?"
The heartbeat that Nan Qing had just managed to suppress sped up again, and this time even faster than before, thumping wildly. She avoided Su Cheng's gaze as if fleeing and challenged him with a question, "Why do you ask? It has nothing to do with you... it has nothing to do with you."
