Tang Yanqi's face, which had just calmed down, flushed again. She didn't even bother with what Sheng Jianan just said and nodded casually: "Whatever."
Sheng Jianan put his hand in his pocket, rubbing the small velvet box inside, with a slight smile on his lips.
Tang Yanqi buried her head in her food, not looking at the expression on the person opposite her. Her face was still burning, and she felt indescribably anxious. This feeling was truly unfamiliar, completely different from her usual calmness.
Finally finishing the meal, what surprised Tang Yanqi was that Sheng Jianan actually sent her back to school instead of the villa. But this was good; she needed to calm down. If she stayed with him any longer, she felt like she might explode on the spot.
