"Hmm." Huangfu Ruixiang didn't want to say much. "It's all arranged by the family."
Although he had a vague guess in his heart, he wouldn't tell Zhong Yating. Although he knew that Zhong Yating had a good impression of him, it was obvious that Zhong Yating wasn't the type of person he would be interested in.
Moreover, if his guess was correct, then Zhong Yating was not worthy of him at all. Even if his guess was wrong, he had already entered the inner sect. Zhong Yating, an outer sect disciple, still did not deserve him.
"Ruixiang, what's wrong with you?" Zhong Yating wasn't a fool. She naturally felt Huangfu Ruixiang's coldness. She reached out her hand to pull him, but he dodged her.
Huangfu Ruixiang dodged Zhong Yating's touch and frowned, saying, "It's nothing. I still have something to do, so I'll be leaving first."
After saying that, he ignored Zhong Yating and turned to leave.