It was the first time he had felt genuine interest in someone.
For a moment, neither of them spoke and the room carried a slightly awkward tension.
After a short pause, Shang Qinghua finally spoke, breaking the silence: "I hope you remember what you said."
"I… said what?" Yue Mingxuan's mind went blank.
If the two of them weren't out to make trouble for him, they must both be crazy, one to discuss something, the other to speak in riddles.
Today was clearly a day of misfortune for him.
He thought perhaps some good food might turn the luck around.
Shang Qinghua glanced at the clearly distracted Yue Mingxuan and a small smile tugging at his lips.
He suddenly found himself curious to see Yue Mingxuan in riding attire.
By the time Yue Mingxuan recovered his thoughts, Shang Qinghua had already left.
He sighed, wondering what exactly those two men were up to today.
Whatever it was, he would deal with it as it came.
