"How am I talking nonsense? Isn't it common in the news that drunk women are picked up by vagrants or men with ill intentions?" Qiao Chuchu said with a smile.
Yue Xiaowan, Zhang Meiqin, and others nodded in agreement.
An Yue: "..."
Dang Yang gazed intently at An Yue.
He felt that Qiao Chuchu and the others had a very valid point, and An Yue should indeed repay him with her affection.
An Yue felt the intense gaze from beside her, turned her head, and glared at him with annoyance, "What are you looking at?"
"Looking at how beautiful you are," Dang Yang said, his gaze warm and sincere.
He didn't plan on hiding his feelings. He genuinely liked An Yue, loved An Yue, and wanted to be with An Yue.
"..."
An Yue blushed, glared at Dang Yang again, but didn't dare to meet his gaze. She awkwardly looked away, feeling a bit guilty and embarrassed. When he called her beautiful, what was she supposed to say? That she wasn't?
