"No, Youyou, why do you seem so nervous?" Qi Wenjie noticed Xia Youyou's unnaturally pale complexion and the panicked look in her beautiful eyes. She instinctively leaned toward Xia Youyou, grasping the woman's shoulders with her bare hands, "You couldn't have hidden Lin Fei, could you?!"
"Ah?!" Xia Youyou, her true feelings exposed by Qi Wenjie, saw her already flustered beautiful face turn almost instantly ashen, her heart tightening in response.
Fortunately, the person she was dealing with was her long-time best friend Qi Wenjie. Xia Youyou managed to retain some semblance of rationality. Though her heart trembled violently, she still subconsciously denied it, saying, "I—I—I didn't—"
"I'm just teasing you, why so tense? After all these years, I still know you. Back when Lin Fei stole your first kiss, you were restless for days on end. With your timid nature, even if I gave you ten times the courage, you wouldn't dare to hide Lin Fei."
