Do you like me

"..." So you mean to say that Yuwen Zhuo's father actually did not love him? "

Guan Jingyi shook his head and said: "That's hard to say. Yuwen Shaoqing's personality is unstable, so it's hard to guess."

Xu Anran muttered as if she didn't really understand what she meant, "Then she's pretty much the same as you, a temperamental guy."

Guan Jingyi lifted his head, and his clear eyes met Xu Anran's eyes. The corner of his mouth slightly hooked up, and with a expression that seemed to be a smile yet not a smile, he asked. "What did you say?"

Xu Anran naturally did not have the guts to repeat what she had just said to Guan Jingyi, so she hurriedly shook her head and said, "No, I didn't say anything.

Xu Anran used her fork to insert another piece of steak into his mouth. The purpose of this was to bet on his mouth that wasn't sharp enough.