Qin Mu laughed in exasperation, thought about it for a moment, then smiled humbly before seriously asking, "Xiaomei, are you just sour grapes because you can't have them?"
Xiaomei...
Wen Runuan...
Qin Mu saw Xiaomei finally quiet down, raised her hand to put an arm around Xiaomei's shoulder, and patted her lightly.
Xiaomei, feeling wronged, was on the verge of tears. "Do you really think no one wants me? Tons of men stand in line wishing they could take a bite out of me!"
"Are you referring to Zhao Huai wanting to share a bed with you after becoming 'bros' with you?"
Qin Mu asked again.
Xiaomei...
"Whoa! What's going on here?"
Wen Runuan was stunned too.
"Specifically, there was a man who said he wanted to date me, but after a while, we somehow became 'bros' instead."
This time, Xiaomei wasn't upset—she shook her head regretfully.
"If you're looking for a boyfriend, I can help! I've got plenty of charming young men on hand."
