Fangzheng snapped back to his senses from the light shout. He pressed his palms together and said, "Amitabha. Greetings Patrons." Two out of the three people in front of him looked annoyed, while the other was blushing… His mind was filled with question marks. What was wrong with the three of them when he had done nothing?
"Please, don't greet us, we can't accept your kind words. You only have sights for Jiang Ting, so we aren't anything," Ruan Xianghe said with a scoff.
Fangzheng was no fool. After hearing what Ruan Xianghe said, he immediately understood what had happened. He realized that he had been thought to be ogling a beauty while he was in a daze. In his mind, he smiled ruefully, but he knew that such matters could not be explained as it would only serve to make things worse. However, Fangzheng was still a little embarrassed when Ruan Xianghe said that. He wasn't sure how he could continue the conversation.
