Jing Hengran's eyes lit up when he heard this. Looking at the young lady's calm face in front of him, however, he immediately understood that he was thinking too much. She was just being polite.
Jing Hengran was a bit disappointed. In the past, as long as he deliberately got close and showered the other party with a certain amount of attention, what woman wouldn't blush and be bashful, and express their goodwill first?
Only the young lady in front of him didn't seem to change her attitude toward him at all. No matter how gentle, concerned or ambiguous his behavior was, she wasn't moved at all. Jing Hengran couldn't help but wonder if she was too young and didn't understand love at all.
Jing Hengran subconsciously sized up the young lady in front of him. Sure enough, her face was still quite young, but her overall appearance was to his liking, as if they were based on his preferences.
