No matter how much they liked Mo Qing, it couldn't change the fact that she already had someone she loved...
This is truly a case of heartbreak shattering into pieces!
The atmosphere in the private room was somewhat oppressive, and the boy who had been rejected by Mo Qing was surrounded by many friends and brothers who were comforting him.
Mo Qing glanced around at everyone in the private room, pursed her lips, and walked out without saying another word.
She dislikes these kinds of occasions because nine times out of ten, someone will confess their feelings to her. But she really didn't expect someone to confess to her today. Although she can have a quirky sense of humor from time to time, she wouldn't lie about something like this.
Mo Qing leaned lazily against the outside wall. She didn't like this kind of occasion. If it weren't for her internship next year and her teacher's son's wedding, she wouldn't have come here.
Yan Qiang broke with tradition and followed him out of the private room into the lobby. She asked familiarly, "Mo Mo, aren't you even a little bit moved?"
"..."
Mo Qing held back for a while, and out of respect for her teacher, she gave Yan Qiang face and didn't directly point out that Yan Qiang's "familiarity" made her feel very uncomfortable!
"What's there to be moved about?" Mo Qing raised an eyebrow, looking at her with a half-smile.
Yan Qiang smiled enigmatically, a hint of envy in her eyes. "You know that the boy you just rejected is one of the most handsome guys on our campus, and he comes from a good family and has excellent grades in his major. Aren't you even a little bit tempted?"
Mo Qing seemed to understand the other layer of meaning. She looked at the girl who had been fawning over her ever since she arrived, staring at her for a full minute, making the girl feel a little uncomfortable.
Yan Qiang looked away guiltily, her gaze darting around, unable to meet her eyes.
Mo Qing stared intently at her, a cryptic smile playing on her lips, mercilessly piercing through her facade. "If you like him, you can pursue him yourself. There's no need to test me or try to trick me into revealing anything. I'm not playing hard to get. I already have someone I like."
Having her thoughts so bluntly exposed, Yan Qiang was momentarily embarrassed and could only manage a dry laugh, "What are you talking about? I don't have any other feelings for him, I'm just a little concerned about you..."
She came out without much confidence, clearly not even believing in herself, so she simply didn't go down again!
Although they were indeed all Professor Qin's disciples, she should call Mo Qing "Senior Sister" in a proper sense. Besides, they hadn't exchanged more than ten words before. If she really cared about someone... that would probably be laughable to anyone who heard it.
Mo Qing glanced at her with a half-smile. Yan Qiang in front of her was half a head shorter than her, and she estimated that she was only about 1.57 meters tall.
For a moment, Mo Qing felt like a gang leader bullying his younger brother, especially since Yan Qiang looked guilty and put on a white face as if to say, "I am innocent, don't wrong me."
Yan Qiang bit her lip, seemingly on the verge of tears, and said aggrievedly, "I really didn't, you have to believe me. I only came up to check on you out of friendship with you. If you don't like it, I can stop asking."
Mo Qing had no patience to play along with her pretense. Although she was always full of tricks at home, what she disliked most was others trying to outsmart her.
She rolled her eyes inwardly with impatience. "I know what you're thinking, but I'm telling the truth that I have someone I like, it's not an excuse, so you don't need to come all this way to try and get close to me."
"I know why you're suddenly so enthusiastic today, but you might not know my personality very well. I've always liked people who are straightforward and don't really like those scheming, manipulative types."
Trying to outsmart her? Don't you even know who she is? If you really want to play dumb, I'm afraid her skills are less than a tenth of yours.
Mo Qing's greatest skill was feigning grievance and pitifulness; her mastery of it was unparalleled.
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