"I'm wondering if I might be, kind of, liking Feng Ziheng a little."
Chu Liangxia's tone was very uncertain.
Even she only had slight suspicions.
After all, feelings were mostly uncertain and indistinguishable.
Ling Xize silently watched her.
It wasn't until a long while later that he asked coolly, "And then?"
"I don't know."
Liangxia looked up at him, her expression a bit confused, seemingly at a loss.
It was rare to see her like this. Ling Xize was slightly startled and his expression softened quite a bit.
He raised his hand, poked her forehead, and said, "Even if you do like him, what about it? What are you worried about?"
"Aren't you surprised?"
Chu Liangxia brushed his finger away and puffed her cheeks.
Over the years, Ling Xize had fended off many suitors for her; of course, he also knew that among those who pursued her, there was no lack of excellent ones.
It could even be said most of them were outstanding.
