This question had Du Zijin stumped.
She gave an awkward smile, "Listen, sweetheart Zhizhi, color worship aside, and Scholar God admiration aside, digging into someone's family situation just isn't something we do. Even us admirers have our moral limits."
Ye Ting couldn't help but laugh at her words, "And that's what you call a moral limit?"
It wasn't often that Du Zijin saw her deskmate smile, so she was surprised and pinched Ye Ting's face, "Sweetie Tingting, you should smile more, it looks so good on you."
Ye Ting instantly reverted to a blank expression and swatted her hand away, "Hooligan."
"Hooligan" wasn't exactly a derogatory term for Du Zijin.
She chuckled, then turned to Su Nanzhi, "Zhizhi, you're so concerned about Ashen, could it be that you're…"
Realizing what Du Zijin was about to say, Su Nanzhi put a slender finger to her lips, decisively denying, "Not at all, no way, absolutely impossible."
Du Zijin: "..."