Ning Qingyuan lowered her head, resembling a quail, and dared not look the man in front of her in the eye.
However, she still sneaked a glance at Lin Hai and saw his expression of wanting to vomit blood, feeling a bit bewildered inside. Did she do something wrong?
Could it be that he wasn't pleased with having such happiness?
Logically speaking, from feudal society to modern society, this should be every man's dream and simultaneously what every woman grinds her teeth over—a man's innate flaw.
"Could I have been wrong? Is he a gentleman?"
"No, that's definitely not the case."
Ning Qingyuan carefully recalled the Lin Hai she knew, thought about it, and suddenly felt she grasped something!
"I figured it out!"
"He must feel that being served by both me and my sister is child's play to him, hence that frustrated expression—it's a display of dissatisfaction!"
With these thoughts, Ning Qingyuan reconsidered.
"Should I say something more bold?"
