Jiang Xiaobai smiled and waved his hand, saying, "It's nothing, Miss Ling Qiu, I won't hold you up from looking for your intended person. I'll take my leave now."
Ling Qiu still held onto Jiang Xiaobai's hand tightly. She lightly bit her red lips, her cheeks a faint red, hesitantly saying, "Honored guest, do you have an intended person? If not, what do you think of me?"
Indeed, Ling Qiu had truly taken a liking to Jiang Xiaobai.
Jiang Xiaobai was troubled by this, who knew Ling Qiu would bring up such a topic at this moment.
"Miss Ling Qiu," he couldn't care much anymore, and let go of her to lessen harm, saying, "To be honest, I already have an intended person."
Disappointment appeared on Ling Qiu's pretty face, and she slowly released Jiang Xiaobai's arm.
"Sorry for the disturbance."
Somewhat heartbroken, Ling Qiu seemed on the verge of tears and turned away.
Jiang Xiaobai sighed, not expecting that even after making himself look like this, someone would still fancy him.
