"How heartless of you, Young Master..."
Xiang Niang's tone was a mix of flirtatious pouting and complaint.
"I put myself out there like that, and you still refused me. You even used an Illusion Technique on me. Am I really that undesirable in your eyes, Young Master?"
Xiao Mo shook his head, his tone calm. "Of course not. It's just that matters of the heart can't be forced."
"Can't be forced?" Xiang Niang set down her chopsticks, her bewitching foxy eyes staring straight at Xiao Mo. "Does that mean you already have someone you love, Young Master?"
Xiao Mo didn't answer.
But even without his answer, Xiang Niang had already guessed most of it.
"Young Master... that person you like... let's not even discuss whether she likes you back. Even if your feelings were mutual, so what? You and Jing... and her... it would be impossible for you to be together in the end."
As she spoke, Xiang Niang's tone softened, becoming a mixture of persuasion and sorrowful sighing.
