It only took Yang Cheng a moment to recover from his shock. As a playboy, he immediately thought of one possibility: Wang Ying was this nervous because she'd fallen for her older brother?
He couldn't help studying Wang Ying. Her face was bright red, clearly showing that he'd hit a nerve. Staring at her in disbelief, he stammered, "You... you..."
Seeing that Yang Cheng was about to say more, Wang Ying rushed forward in embarrassment and anger, trying to cover his mouth to stop him.
But Yang Cheng thought she was going to slap him, so he dodged at once. Once he was out of reach, he realized what she had meant. He grabbed his luggage, turned, and ran.
Xie Qiao might have been naive, but she wasn't stupid. Wang Ying's reaction made her understand, and she turned to look at Wang Yue in disbelief.
Uncertain, she asked, "Brother, was what Yang Cheng said true?"
Wang Yue didn't want to lie to the innocent girl, so he said helplessly, "Wait a moment. We'll talk it all over in a bit."
After saying that, he tried to stop Wang Ying, who was about to chase after Yang Cheng. But she seemed intent on avoiding him. She circled around Wang Yue and hurried after Yang Cheng.
Wang Yue could see what Wang Ying was really thinking: she was too embarrassed to face Xie Qiao for now. He could only watch her go, then tell Xie Qiao, "Let's talk as we walk."
Xie Qiao obediently followed Wang Yue. They walked a long way, reaching an empty spot near the parking lot, before she stopped and asked, "There's no one around now. Can you tell me?"
Looking at Xie Qiao, who seemed utterly heartbroken, Wang Yue said helplessly, "Qiaoqiao, I won't hide it from