Yao Yu had feelings for Ling Tian too, but she had rarely had a chance to be alone with him. Now that they finally were, she used her slight drunkenness as cover to express her affection. When she saw Ling Tian use "you're drunk" as an excuse, her heart ached, though she knew he was only trying to let her down gently. Her eyes lit up, and she asked him a question.
Hearing Yao Yu's words, Ling Tian paused. He nodded. "Mm. I haven't seen Senior Sister in over a hundred years. I've missed you. Senior Sister, you're drunk. Let me take you back. You have to accept challenges on the stage tomorrow."
The first half of Ling Tian's reply filled Yao Yu's heart with sweetness. But when she saw how eager he was to take her back, she grew embarrassed and annoyed. As if something had occurred to her, a sly glint flashed in her eyes. "Hehe, Ling Tian, don't think nobody likes your big sister. Didn't you notice Feng He sneaking glances at me? What do you think of us getting together?"
At Wen Yan's words, Ling Tian felt a sudden, inexplicable irritation, but quickly suppressed it. After a moment of silence, he nodded. "Brother Feng is a decent fellow. He's a good person."
"Yeah, he's pretty decent." Yao Yu smiled faintly. They were so close that she had sensed the flicker of jealousy in Ling Tian earlier, and she couldn't help feeling pleased. Hah, keep pretending you don't care. You're just like that girl Min'er.
Ling Tian drew a deep breath, his voice turning solemn. "Brother Feng is straightforward and easygoing. He's a good person, and you're mature and cheerful, Senior Sister. You'd make a good match."
"Hmph, there are plenty of good people in the world.