He was particularly ambivalent within.
"Lingling, don't bother with these boring people, let's go!"
Shen Zhixuan said.
Zhong Lingling nodded, and the two of them pushed through the crowd, continuing towards the main house.
Unlike the previous lighthearted chatter, this time the walk from the garden to the main house was unusually quiet. Neither spoke, instead deep in thought.
"Lingling, don't take this matter to heart too much. I'll leave after dinner, and then no one will gossip about this anymore, but...!" Shen Zhixuan paused. "But I really feel a sense of 'meeting too late' for you. I'm not sure how you feel about me?"
Zhong Lingling was taken aback, not expecting Shen Zhixuan to feel the same way about her!
This was, really too subtle.
"I...!"
"You don't have to say anything, I understand! We can still be friends. But, about today's incident, I don't care about the rest, I'm just afraid that because of this, you would push away me, your friend!" Shen Zhixuan frowned.
