Qi Chenxuan said with a gloomy expression: “Tell me honestly, do you want to leave because of that guy with the surname Lan? What’s so good about him that makes everyone like him so much?”
I couldn’t help but frown: “What are you talking about? What do you mean, because of the guy with the surname Lan? You don’t think I want to leave because of Lan Qiye, do you? Please, don’t joke around. I hate that guy to death. How could I possibly like him?”
But he seemed to have said “also” and “you all,” which means…
Thinking of this, I couldn’t help but raise my eyebrows and ask: “Hey, isn’t your Miss Han in love with him?”
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Qi Chenxuan’s face darkened and he didn’t respond, which usually meant only one thing – I was right again!
I couldn’t help but pat his shoulder: “Don’t be too discouraged. To be honest, you’re not that much worse than him. Maybe Miss Han doesn’t like you just because she met him first.”
Qi Chenxuan’s gaze fell on my hand, his expression serious: “Remove it!”
I didn’t understand for a moment and asked: “What?”
He glared at me: “I’m telling you to take your hand off me!”
Under his fierce gaze, I couldn’t help but withdraw my hand: “I was just trying to comfort you. Was that necessary?”
He responded with disdain: “This prince doesn’t need it!”
“Fine, then don’t!”
I retorted back. What kind of person is this? I was trying to comfort him, and he’s acting unappreciative. Really…
After returning to the Prince’s residence, he gave me the cold shoulder and deliberately didn’t eat with me. Now we have a bet, and for my freedom, I must take the initiative.
Thinking of this, I couldn’t help but raise my voice and shout outside: “Zi’er, Zi’er?”
“Yes, madam?”
A small head curiously poked in, it was the Shui’er girl, smiling foolishly: “Zi’er and Drunk’er are making desserts for you. If you have anything, just tell Shui’er!”
“You? Are you up for it?”
I looked at her suspiciously: “Forget it, you’d better go find Zi’er or Drunk’er!”
