Qiao Jing felt a bit suspicious seeing Lin Yun suddenly stop mid-sentence.
She looked at Lin Yun with a strange look and asked, "What do you mean, what do you?"
"Ahem, ahem..."
Lin Yun snapped back to reality, gave a couple of light coughs to cover his emotions, while his mind raced on how to smooth over his previous words.
"Hmm?" Qiao Jing's suspicion deepened.
She felt that Lin Yun was a bit odd today, but she couldn't quite put her finger on exactly what was off.
Lin Yun quickly thought of what to say, looked at Qiao Jing, and asked, pretending to be calm, "If I think someone is good, would you listen to me?"
Qiao Jing didn't expect him to beat around the bush for so long and finally say something like this, and her expression turned a bit speechless.
She didn't answer directly and instead asked back, "What do you think?"
Lin Yun was momentarily at a loss for words.
What did he think?
No need to think, he knew Qiao Jing definitely wouldn't listen to him.