Lu Hechen's brows furrowed as he turned his gaze toward Shen Weilan.
Weilan's eyes remained calm, the corners of her lips curling into a smile that was not quite a smile. Her demeanor spoke volumes, challenging, "What are you going to do about it, Lu Hechen?"
Without even turning his head, Lu Hechen responded with an icy tone, "What does that have to do with me?"
Song Di: "....."
Shen Weilan: "I like you, and you ask what does it have to do with you?"
"Just because she likes me, am I obliged to like her back?" Lu Hechen sneered, saying, "I have no regard for women who fawn over men so carelessly."
Song Di: "....."
Shen Weilan: "..."
Ding Lan, of course, heard as well.
Startled, she turned around and shouted at the retreating figure of Lu Hechen, "Hey, Mu Linyun, don't you think that's a bit too direct?"
Lu Hechen turned around and swept Ding Lan with a cold glance. Without a word, he grabbed Weilan's wrist and headed into the villa's main hall.
