"Brother Ling likes you. Why would he go meet someone else? Do you think he's a flirt who likes everyone he sees?" Chu Luo said, half amused and half serious, while starting the car.
His words were too impactful, instantly muffling Ling Fei's laughter, which just wouldn't come out again.
She touched her own face, straightened her hair on the cheek, looked awkwardly at Chu Luo, and complained, "Brother Ling! Why would you say that! Stop joking around, I won't be able to talk to you properly if you keep doing this."
She was planning to get Chu Luo to meet Song Tianmo today.
"When did I ever joke with you?" Chu Luo huffed lightly, glanced at her indifferently, stepped on the accelerator, and the car swiftly left the hospital parking lot.
The corner of Ling Fei's lips twitched.
Looking at his handsome side profile... he claimed that he wasn't joking, but in the restaurant that day, he clearly said those things because his mother was pressuring him too much about marriage.