Zhou Jingrong looked at him in disbelief and had a bad feeling, "You haven't really gotten together with Ye Nuannuan, have you?"
Zhou Lu glanced at her unexpectedly, "There's nothing going on between Nuannuan and me."
She breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good. Have you really gotten over Sister Su Jian?"
He grunted noncommittally, without further explanation.
Whether he had moved on or not.
Zhou Jingrong was quite disappointed; she really liked Su Jian. If Su Jian could marry her nephew, they would be family!
Unfortunately, reality often belies our wishes.
"Fine, I guess I worried for nothing. As long as you don't marry Ye Nuannuan, I don't mind whoever you end up with," she said.
Zhou Lu seemed to be lost in thought, somewhat distracted.
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Elsewhere, Su Jian saw from a distance that Song Yan was holding onto Jiang Yan's wrist and refusing to let go, and Jiang Yan had tried several times to break free without success, making her look quite upset.