Watching Luo Qianqian's incredulous look, the girl in front of her chuckled contentedly, "You're still as cute as ever, Luo Qianqian."
Luo Qianqian felt dazed as Chang Xi stroked her head, and it took her a while to respond, "Sister Xi? How did you know before I even told you?"
Chang Xi smiled at Luo Qianqian's timid expression, "Someone confessed, of course. Otherwise, how would I, being so foolish, have known?" Her eyes, however, held no trace of blame.
Luo Qianqian cast a resentful look at Ye Liang, who had just gotten out of the car with a shy face, "You're such a traitor to friendship. I was planning to confess on my own."
Ye Liang couldn't hear anything Luo Qianqian was saying. Although he had always been attracted by Chang Xi's handwriting and was convinced that she was beautiful, the sight of the real person, even more beautiful than Chang Xi he had dreamt about, still left him somewhat speechless.
