Shi Yaoguang didn't care about whom Shi Yiqing held a grudge against.
When she and Zhuge Qingqing arrived at the banquet hall, they saw a familiar face.
"Sister Fairy, you also think he looks somewhat handsome, right?"
Zhuge Qingqing's voice rang in her ear.
Shi Yaoguang hmm-ed in agreement, "He is indeed handsome."
Zhuge Qingqing giggled, "Sister Fairy, what do you think of him?"
"What do you mean by 'what do I think'?"
"You two..." Zhuge Qingqing raised both hands, thumb touching thumb, "Are you at all interested, you know, in a hehehehe ..."
Shi Yaoguang gave a light cough, "I ..."
Before she could finish her sentence, she saw the man they were discussing walking toward them.
Zhuge Qingqing was a bit excited, "He's coming over, he's coming over!"
"Is it possible that he's taken a fancy to you too?"