"That's more like it." Bai Wei smiled, seemingly very satisfied with Luo Qinghe's response. But the next second, she felt she had laughed without enough reserve, and coughed dryly before saying unnaturally, "I haven't even put on makeup yet, I'll look even better after I do."
"Yes, yes, yes, you're right," Luo Qinghe exceptionally didn't know whether it was an epiphany or being charmed by Bai Wei today as he hovered around her, "On the day of our engagement, you will definitely be the prettiest girl in the world."
Bai Wei's eyebrows arched, once again nitpicking as she expressed her dissatisfaction, "So what you're saying is that normally, I'm not the prettiest person in the world to you? Then tell me who, in your heart, is the prettiest? Is it Nan Qing?"
Fu Han had resolved to be an unemotional bystander, and she understood that Bai Wei's nitpicking was just her way of seeking affirmation from Luo Qinghe. Thus, she didn't find Bai Wei arrogant, but rather endearing.