Yu Jingchen lifted her small chin, his eyes becoming even darker with anger. "Learned to shift the blame, have you? If I hadn't come looking for you, would you have planned to keep holding hands with that boy indefinitely?"
"Of course not, it was just that when you entered, he happened to grab mine, and you didn't see how I was trying to pull back the whole time," An Ning said, feeling very wronged.
Yu Jingchen pinched her hard. "I saw, otherwise do you think I would have given you any face?"
He was even keeping their relationship a secret for her.
An Ning smiled faintly, then became unhappy again. "Is it because you want to retaliate against me? How could you not reject Xiao Luoluo's advances?"
"I didn't give her any hints or false impressions," he said firmly.
Because Xiao Luoluo used to like hooking his arm in the same way.
An Ning pouted. "So it's fine for you to set fires, but we commoners can't even light a lamp."
