At the same moment, in the flower pavilion of the backyard, Yue Shifang let out a faint sigh.
"This guy is really... quite heartless!"
Yue Shifang suddenly found himself unsure of how to describe Xue An.
Logically, he should feel comforted by Xue An's actions.
After all, he knew Xue An could never be with his sister.
But why did he feel a hint of disappointment in his heart?
It was as if his most precious thing wasn't valued by others at all.
"Why are you sighing?" A hand gently patted Yue Shifang's shoulder, softly kneading it.
"What does it mean when a man is indifferent to a girl who deliberately gets drunk in front of him?"
"It implies two possibilities," the second young lady said softly.
"Oh? What are the two possibilities?"
"The first possibility is that the man is not interested in the girl at all."
Yue Shifang appeared thoughtful, "And the second possibility?"
