Fang Meng was shocked to hear this. 'Could this really be true?'
'Hugging... isn't that going a bit too far? The young miss is always gentle and easygoing with those around her, but she's always been very proper when it comes to men.'
Fang Meng had already found it strange and surprising enough that the young miss had dressed up and arranged a private date with Lin Zhengran all because of the arranged marriage.
'And now hugging...'
'Even if the young miss was probably lying about the hug, doesn't this prove she might be genuinely interested in Lin Zhengran for reasons beyond just Qianqian?'
'If she really starts to fall for him...'
Fang Meng sighed silently. Listening to the two sisters argue again, she had a feeling that life was about to get very surreal.
She never would have imagined that these two would end up arguing like this over a boy.
The night grew deeper. No war, no matter how fierce, can last forever. Eventually, exhaustion sets in.
