After blurting that out, Ning Yunzhao immediately felt annoyed.
What was he doing, talking about things that had nothing to do with her.
It really had nothing to do with her, but there was no harm in saying it. Miss Jun smiled in polite acknowledgement.
"I wish Noble Son a pleasant journey," she said.
Calmly calm, sincerely sincere, without any half-heartedness.
It was like this between him and her, like the cordiality he had imagined.
Right now, the one standing in front of him was she who faced off against him at the Lantern Festival. A smile bloomed across his face, but he was also somewhat baffled.
The Jun Zhenzhen in other people’s descriptions was totally different.
It seemed that other people’s eyes could not see the truth, or she was deliberately faking it.
Ning Yunzhao was somewhat lost in thought.
On her side, Miss Jun was also somewhat baffled. It looked like he had something else to say, but he wasn’t saying anything.
She thought for a moment.
