When Su Yingxue rushed into the upper hall, she collided with Chu Yihan.
Chu Yihan promptly carried her into the hall, and as Su Yingxue looked up from his embrace, she couldn't help but admire his smooth skin and perfect jawline, succumbing once again to infatuation.
"Hey, men and women shouldn't be so intimate, especially in broad daylight. Can you be more discreet?" Saint Ruan strolled in, feeling his teenage heart wounded.
Su Yingxue ignored him. Chu Yihan snorted. "If you don't want to see it, just leave."
No one bothered to keep him around.
Saint Ruan widened his eyes. "Chu Yihan, you're too heartless!"
After knowing each other for years, it felt like a swift dismissal.
Mo Qi shook his head and reminded Saint Ruan, "Around Your Highness, you need to be more self-aware."
Learn from him!