“Alright.” You Hua glanced at Rong Shang and deliberately smiled at her.

After she left, Rong Shang picked up the cup on the table, took a sip, pursed her lips, and fell into thought.

The man who had walked to the side stood quietly to the side, as if waiting for her to speak.

"Nan Qiaosheng".

Finally, she called his name.

The tall man took two steps forward, his head drooping, looking like a well-behaved child.

Rong Shang raised her eyes and glanced at him. "What's your relationship with You Hua?"

"It's alright."

This sentence, however, was uttered without any hesitation.

Rong Shang didn't believe her. She continued to stroke the cup, her expression somewhat indifferent. "Say it again."

"I have nothing to do with her."

It means there's no relationship.

It's the same no matter how many times you say it.

Standing there, Nan Qiaosheng remained expressionless.

Rong Shang asked him while drinking water, "So you two know each other, right?"

He nodded and reiterated, "We're just acquaintances."

Actually, it's not that simple, is it?

As a woman herself, she could tell at a glance that You Hua liked Nan Qiaosheng, not Feng Xi.

"She likes you," she said.

Nan Qiaosheng replied almost without thinking, "It's none of my business."

Such openness leaves no room for criticism.

Rong Shang finally looked up at him, and couldn't help but smile when she met the man's sincere gaze.

what to do.

She seems kind of cute.

She waved to him, and the man immediately walked over and sat down on her single sofa.

The space was a bit small, and the two of them were standing close together. His long arm reached out from behind and wrapped around her waist. Rong Shang finally put down her cup.

She glanced at him, then lowered her eyes indifferently.

Is there any marriage agreement between you two?

Think about it, isn't this exactly what some wealthy families like?

Children from wealthy families often marry into wealthy families.

Her words hit the nail on the head, and Nan Qiaosheng really felt a little guilty.

Sitting next to him, Rong Shang could feel his hands fidgeting.

Raising an eyebrow, Rong Shang suddenly wanted to laugh.

Did she really guess right?

really.

"Yes, but I won't marry her."

If he wanted to, he wouldn't be sitting here with her right now.

Rong Shang closed her eyes, her voice suddenly lowering slightly, "I see."

Nan Qiaosheng lowered her eyes and looked at her. "What's wrong?"

"I'm serious, I won't marry her, you have to believe me."

He was getting anxious.

I'm afraid she won't say anything and will just overthink things on her own.

But he was wrong; she wasn't that kind of person at all.

"So you ran away from your wedding?"

I didn't know why his family was looking for him.

Now it's clear.

She probably ran away from her wedding.

He ran away from his arranged marriage and came here, so the Nan family and You Hua all came out to look for him.

Nan Qiaosheng felt quite guilty after being repeatedly proven right by her.

"Right?"

He nodded.

His gentle gaze fell on her face, observing every change in her expression.

Seeing that her expression remained unchanged, he couldn't guess what she meant.

He leaned closer and suddenly tightened his grip on her, then looked down, resting his head on her shoulder, and asked softly, "What are you thinking about right now? Tell me, okay?"

The man's nervousness was obvious.

Rong Shang finally snapped out of her reverie. She looked down at him leaning on her shoulder, her pink lips curving into a smile.

His voice was somewhat languid. "Me?"

I'm thinking of you, can you hear me?

"..." Hmm.

Upon hearing these sweet words, Nan Qiaosheng blushed immediately and said, "Stop fooling around."

Stop messing around.

Rong Shang laughed, "Then I take back what I just said."

"..."