"It's okay, I never took the matter to heart. Who you like is your choice," Sang Qiao's voice was sweet and gentle, with a soothing intention.
Her words did indeed calm Ah He's mood, but they made Shangguan Yuan's face darken.
Realizing something was off with Shangguan Yuan, Meng Jiahe quickly spoke up to salvage the situation, "That's true! But I only like Ah Yuan."
"Good, it better be that way," Shangguan Yuan's complexion only then slightly improved.
He remembered the second time he met Ah He, Sang Qingran was also present. If he hadn't walked over with an umbrella and taken Ah He to the hospital, would Sang Qingran have been the one to do it?
Would Sang Qingran now be the one standing by Ah He's side?
"Let's go, let's go, it's getting late. Qiaoqiao and the others should rest, and so should we," Meng Jiahe said, pulling Shangguan Yuan's hand intending to head back to their room.
