"It's nothing, just asking casually." Don't you understand? Do you genuinely not understand, or do you not want to understand? However, it must be a woman's gossipy nature. Qu Tan'er was indeed quite interested in the relationship between Mo Jingxuan and Shi Xue—a love triangle, perhaps? Would there be drama to watch in the future?
"It seems you two had a good chat," Mo Liancheng said indifferently, like something rising from flat ground, yet not feeling abrupt or strange. Oddly enough, he didn't even look up, his bare hand still waving a paintbrush.
"You can hear our conversation?" Qu Tan'er was startled, staring at him skeptically. Goodness, this man—could he be pretending again, or could he multitask? They were several meters away from him, and she had intentionally lowered her voice quite a bit.
Mo Liancheng's mountain-like eyebrows lifted slightly, gazing into the distance.
As if deep in thought or brewing some inspiration.