Tang Ruoqing felt that her ancestors had coined a really good term.
An unexorcised spirit.
How come wherever she went, she ran into Ying Luoyu?
She just wanted to go out for some peace of mind, and now, seeing this man, she felt even more depressed than before.
Tang Ruoqing glanced at him and attempted to walk past without a sideways glance.
However, Ying Zexin called out from behind her, "Brother? What brings you here?"
Ying Luoyu responded indifferently, his gaze still fixed on Tang Ruoqing, "What's going on?"
"Nothing, nothing," Ying Zexin hurriedly explained, "The beautiful lady is leaving, and I was offering to give her a ride."
Only then did Ying Luoyu look at Ying Zexin, "Didn't you hear her? She said she has a boyfriend."
His voice was cool and authoritative, carrying a hint of command.
Ying Zexin was a bit fearful of him, and now he dared not say anything, merely responding, "Understood."
Tang Ruoqing's footsteps, which were poised to move forward, stilled.
