"You're asking me, who am I supposed to ask?" Zhang Chaoqian scratched at his buzz cut, glancing at Cheng Yue, "Could it be that she took a long detour just to avoid you?"
Cheng Yue pondered for a moment. Given An Hao's personality, it wasn't entirely out of the question.
"Alright, stop thinking about it. Ever since you've met An Hao, you've been losing your soul." Seeing Cheng Yue like this, Zhang Chaoqian hardly recognized him.
"Nonsense! She's my future wife!" Cheng Yue had set his sights on An Hao from the very first glance.
They say a persistent man is feared by the good woman.
He liked An Hao, and even if he annoyed her, he would still pursue her until she was his.
"You're planning to marry her?" Zhang Chaoqian shook his head, doubtful.
"You bespectacled guy, can't you give me some encouragement like Li Zhi does?"
Zhang Chaoqian: "..." Do you even need encouragement? Any more and your tail might just wag up to the sky, right?
