"Why are you so opposed to marrying me?" Mu Yuhan frowned, "Do you think I'm not worthy of you?"
"Uh... that's not what I meant. I want to know what you think?" Xiao Chen asked, "With your looks and talent, aren't there enough people pursuing you?"
"Of course, plenty of them!" Suddenly, Qiu Qing sauntered into the barrier, looking at Xiao Chen with a half-smile.
There wasn't overt malice, but it was certainly not kindness either—more like amusement.
"You are?" Xiao Chen looked at Qiu Qing strangely, wondering if this test could proceed smoothly.
"How come someone else has entered, what is this, a gathering?" The surrounding audience began grumbling.
"Shh, keep your voice down, do you know who that person is, do you want to die?" Someone who recognized Qiu Qing broke out in a cold sweat.
"I am Qiu Qing!" Qiu Qing approached, smiling at Xiao Chen.
This name was completely unfamiliar to Xiao Chen, so it elicited no reaction from him.
