Hearing Song Qiao's words, Chu Munan was first taken aback, then the look in his eyes became somewhat probing, but he didn't immediately refute her. It seemed like he was conceding, yet it also seemed like he wasn't.
Seeing that he didn't respond, but his gaze still fixed on her, Song Qiao began to feel extremely uncomfortable and couldn't help but shift her eyes away, breaking eye contact with Chu Munan.
She moved her lips before finally speaking, "Could you take the fruit plate to my grandfather and your grandfather? They've been playing chess for such a long time, they must be thirsty..."
Before Song Qiao could finish speaking, Chu Munan already directly said, "What if I told you that you matter to me for reasons other than Lu Jingchen?"
Song Qiao, "..." was utterly stunned and didn't know how to respond. For a moment, she remained silent, just staring at the man in front of her without speaking.
