"Me, warm him up?" Xia Yingru retorted, frowning as she stared at Luo Ye for a while, then solemnly said, "I want to ask you something, and I need you to answer truthfully, can you do that?"
Seeing Xia Yingru's expression, Luo Ye knew what she was thinking and raised an eyebrow, smiling: "Do you want to ask me if I like Liu Xing?"
"Yes." Xia Yingru nodded, "The fact that you even ask that means there must have been something between you and him, otherwise, how could you immediately pinpoint what I wanted to know?"
"He and I are just childhood friends, we grew up like siblings." Luo Ye looked seriously at Xia Yingru, "I can swear that there's really no romantic feelings between me and him, and if I'm lying, feel free to curse me, okay?" She was speaking the truth; maybe Liu Xing had romantic feelings for her, but she always felt brotherly gratitude towards him, and that never changed.
