Jiang Yuebai frowned. She had never encountered such a situation before, and no one had ever taught her what to do. Even in Ye Shiming's memories, he and Lin Jingyue just rolled together directly!
Suddenly hearing Zhuo Qingfeng say that, she became flustered and helpless, not knowing the correct way to refuse.
Cursing someone was indeed her fault.
But now, she found it hard to calm down enough to apologize and explain.
"Sigh... I even specially chose this Jinshui Building for a good omen for him, but still no Yue," Xie Jingshan sighed, lamenting the passing seasons.
Jiang Yuebai picked up the teacup beside her and threw it over, "Have you been drinking fake wine to the point you've gone sour!"
Xie Jingshan raised his hand and caught the teacup without turning his head.
"Today at dusk, this guy came to me for help. I truly admired his death-defying courage. He doesn't even see who you, Jiang Yuebai, are, and still dares to confess to you... Ouch, ouch, ouch!"
