Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“But…” Mu Xiaoxiao felt like this wasn’t an accurate description. She said, “I don’t think he looks like that.”
More importantly, that person was Jun Zeye’s friend, right? Jun Zeye had saved her a few times. Even though his expression was always cold, she couldn’t deny that he was a good person.
Thus, that person couldn’t be that bad.
Han Qiqing wagged her finger at her. She advised in earnest, “Xiaoxiao, you’re too naive! Have you never heard of the phrase, ‘don’t judge a book by its appearance’?” Anyway, I am very sure that he isn’t a good person! Absolutely not! A hundred percent!”
Mu Xiaoxiao looked into her eyes, puzzled. “Why are you so sure about it?”
“That’s what Shijun said to me!” Han Qiqing pouted and said, “Anyway, I dislike this person. Just looking at him makes me disgusted.”
Mu Xiaoxiao didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry. She came up with a guess and said, “So, you don’t like him just because Shijun said so?”
“You could say that.” Han Qiqing admitted openly.
She was this kind of person. Anyone that her friends didn’t like, she wouldn’t like either.
If she treated you as a friend, then she would stand by your side a hundred percent.
The two of them were whispering in a corner.
Suddenly, a black shadow fell on them. A strange voice asked, “Am I the person that you say you dislike?”
Mu Xiaoxiao and Han Qiqing were stunned, rooted to the spot.
They then looked up.
They saw Ning Ruyan’s handsome, well-mannered smiling face.
“Eek!” Han Qiqing almost fell back.
Ning Ruyan reached out and grabbed her in time, saving her. Smiling, he said, “Be careful. Don’t fall over.”
Upon stabilizing herself, Han Qiqing didn’t thank him, but shook his hand off. “Why did you touch me!”
Ning Ruyan looked at her, amused. He narrowed his eyes and stared at her for a while before saying, “I recognize you now. You’re the girl who often hangs out with Song Shijun, right? The heiress… of the Hans? I’ve been looking forward to meeting you for a long time.”
He extended a hand to her politely. However, Han Qiqing slapped it away. “I can’t accept the honor.”
Han Qiqing pulled Mu Xiaoxiao back, distancing them from him.
She thought about how he had heard her talking bad about him behind his back and felt embarrassed.
“Why were you eavesdropping on other people’s words? Don’t you know that’s rude?”
Ning Ruyan smiled as he said, “I think talking bad about other people behind their backs seems to be ruder.”
“You…” Han Qiqing realized that she couldn’t e up with a good retort. This person looked well-mannered, but had sharp eyes, and wasn’t a person to be messed with.
Han Qiqing felt as though she had lost.
She hadn’t thought that him being the governor’s son, and being born into a household of generations of government officials, would make him glib-tongued.
She could argue with Song Shijun and win only because he let her.
The atmosphere was a little awkward.
They were already at a disadvantage. They were two girls standing in front of two tall boys and their height difference was enormous. It was better to retreat now.
Han Qiqing harrumphed at him, and wanted to drag Mu Xiaoxiao away.
“Xiaoxiao, let’s go!”
“Hang on.” Mu Xiaoxiao disentangled her hand and stared at Jun Zeye as she walked over to him.
She hesitated before saying, “I… have a question I want to ask you. May I?”
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