Wen Qiao suddenly realized and let out an "Oh," "So there was that sort of connection between you two."
"Otherwise?" Huo Mutian glanced at her sideways, "Did you really think I had that kind of interest in him?"
Wen Qiao bit her spoon and chuckled. Realizing something, her smile then fell, "Then I wasn't wrong either, your real purpose in approaching me was still Fu Jinghen, right?"
Huo Mutian choked, his eyebrows furrowing as he thought about how to retort. After two seconds, he said, "But it's not like what you think."
"Oh, alright then."
"What's with that disappointed tone?"
Huo Mutian kicked her gently, this mischievous little girl was so unpredictable, others never knowing what she was thinking.
Wen Qiao ignored him, busily eating the cake she held.
"I was interested in you not entirely because of him. When I first met you on the plane, I didn't even know about your relationship with him, I only found out after having someone check."
"..."
