"Are you sick in the head, which eye of yours saw me in an early romance?"
Qin Wan had taken the chocolate but threw it back at Mu Shaochen.
She retorted angrily, "I think it's you and Su Qing who are in an early romance. I'm not interested in your chocolate. You should take it back and give it to your Su Qing."
Though poor, she held her head high with pride.
"Really not in an early romance?"
Mu Shaochen stared at her with half belief, half doubt.
Qin Wan rolled her eyes and was about to leave.
But suddenly, Mu Shaochen grabbed her wrist and pulled her aside to a small supermarket, buying a box of chocolates.
"Eat one and I'll believe you're not in an early romance. Otherwise, I'll tell my grandma about your early romance, and she will definitely be disappointed in you."
"..."
She glared at him angrily.
Just as she was thinking of scolding him, Su Qing's voice came from outside the supermarket.
Mu Shaochen frowned.
