"I feel... I'm very embarrassed to ask him directly like this. He thinks I have intentions for him, so I'm not sure what he will think of me."
She looked distressed again, but Qian Qianqian enthusiastically made her grit her teeth at this time. Seeing her say this, she quickly smiled and shook her head, saying:
"Don't worry, I won't say it's you who asked. I'll just ask him if he likes anyone."
Without giving Qin Moyu a chance to speak, she patted the back of her hand comfortingly again and said, "I'll ask him when I get back and wait for my good news."
"Qianqian..."
"Moyu, you also know that there are many people around Shi Jing who want to have his ideas. If you don't act more quickly, what will happen if another woman takes over first?"
When she said this, she couldn't help but laugh at herself in her heart.
Isn't she just an idiot who overestimates her abilities and makes her own plans, only to be silently rejected?
Qin Moyu originally wanted to stop her, but after hearing what she said, he felt that it made sense. It didn't hurt to let her ask. Shi Jing might not really tell her. What's more, maybe Shi Jing just thought Qian Qianqian was a stupid girl.
It's just more fun. Maybe, he doesn't like her, but she just thinks too much.
Qin Moyu comforted himself in this way, and finally, under Qian Qianqian's enthusiastic eyes, he nodded slightly, "Okay, then... I'll bother you, Qian Qian."
She held Qian Qianqian's hand solemnly, looking like she was asking for help, but deep down she was filled with ridicule.
"Why are you so polite? I'm just doing a little favor. Compared to what you helped me, this is nothing."
Her eyes became a little melancholy, and she cast her eyes faintly out of the window, her eyes deep and distant.
Rather than asking questions for Qin Moyu, she wanted to know it herself, and she also wanted to get a reason from Shi Jing's mouth to stop her from thinking so much.
Even if.
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This time, Shi Jing and Mo Yu really succeeded and made ridiculous wedding clothes, and she was satisfied. At least, she got an answer, right?
Smiling bitterly in her heart, she looked away from the outside, but did not dare to look at Qin Moyu again, and was not in the mood to stay any longer.
She reached out and looked at her watch. The clock stopped at half past ten in the morning. She could just find a reason to leave.
Standing up from her seat, she said to Qin Moyu: "It's almost noon, and I have to go deliver lunch to Shi Jing..."
Speaking of this, she paused again, and then looked at Qin Moyu, with a small look of struggle flashing in her eyes: "Well...wait for my news."
"All right."
Qin Moyu pretended to be reluctant and nodded to Qian Qianqian. After watching Qian Qianqian walk out of the coffee shop, the corner of his mouth curved into a sinister and sneer.
Qian Qianqian walked out of the coffee shop, looked up at the blue sky, and took a deep breath.
Such good weather and such a beautiful sky could make her feel so dull.
She chuckled lightly and shook her head with a smile, laughing at her own overestimation and whimsy.
This time, she really became a person who "makes wedding clothes for others". It turned out that such an identity really made her uncomfortable and made her breathless.
He walked forward without much thought, as if he was being put in heavy shackles, and every step he took seemed to waste a lot of strength.