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Watching someone's slightly panicked back, An Zhizhen felt a mix of emotions that was hard to describe.
Seriously, this is already making you nervous, and yet none of us have even gotten serious.
"Forget it."
She sighed, resting her chin in her hand, her whole demeanor growing lazy.
"Sorry, Miss Yi, I was abrupt. After all, we just met and are only strangers."
"...Hmm."
Yi Qingyan nodded slightly.
Actually, everyone knew this might be a reason, but it was by no means the most important reason.
After all, Cen Dongsheng and Yi Qingyan, having only met for less than a day, could establish a deep trust relationship. Whether they were strangers had nothing to do with how they interacted.
The real reason was that from the first time they met, An Zhizhen and Yi Qingyan both didn't like each other.
They felt embarrassed and distanced in their attitudes.