Watching Yue Feng's actions, Shang Haohao suddenly felt like she had come to the wrong place today, entered the wrong door.
After a moment, she said indifferently, "Miss Jing is the one in your heart, isn't she, Mr. Yue?"
"What does that have to do with you?" Yue Feng didn't even glance at Shang Haohao as he responded coldly.
Shang Haohao had already taken his money. They owed each other nothing; what right did she have to question his personal matters?
Shang Haohao kindly reminded him, "It doesn't matter. It's just that last time Miss Jing told me you were her cousin."
"We're not blood-related."
"..." Shang Haohao understood now. A love between non-blood-related siblings.
Yet she observed that Miss Jing didn't seem to have fallen for Mr. Yue.
Their relationship appeared good, but Miss Jing always maintained her politeness toward Yue Feng.
If they were lovers, there'd be no need for Miss Jing to say "thank you" every time Mr. Yue helped her pick up food.
