"I didn't." Yang Zhi said softly.
Ding Yuerong smiled. "Hahaha, I was just joking. It's fine, it's fine. Let's keep walking."
"Mm."
After that, the two of them talked about other things as well, but it was obvious that neither of them was really paying attention.
"Senior Sister..."
After walking for a while, Yang Zhi finally stopped.
Ding Yuerong had walked halfway before realizing there was no one beside her. She turned around, stared at Yang Zhi's beautiful face, and asked, "Why did you stop?"
Yang Zhi's eyes were as clear as ever, her pupils a pure black. Her expression was calm, but her voice trembled. "Can I?"
Ding Yuerong was confused. "Can you what?"
Yang Zhi lowered her eyes and said with a flushed face, "Your sister-in-law."
Ding Yuerong: "..."
What?
"Yang Zhi, are you running a fever?"
"Uh..."
After Yang Zhi finished speaking, her face flushed twice as red with a whoosh. She jogged three steps, grabbed Ding Yuerong's arm, and forced out a faint smile. "Hahaha... I was just going along with what you said and continuing the joke, hahaha..."
Ding Yuerong: "..."
What a painfully awkward smile.
"I've noticed that you're acting a little strange, Yang Zhi. Did something happen?"
"No, nothing happened. Haha."
"Forget it. I won't say anything else."
"..."
Only after the conversation ended did Yang Zhi turn her face aside and quietly let out a breath.
Just now, she had actually asked the question she truly wanted to ask.
She wondered whether Senior Sister had noticed.
Ding Yuerong kept thinking about it afterward.
She wondered whether Yang Zhi had really meant it, or whether she had been joking with her too.
That was possible, right? Maybe Yang Zhi had just continued joking along with her words to get revenge.