The word "dating" obviously made Feng Piaopiao a little uncomfortable. Usually, outgoing as she is, her cheeks now blushed slightly, "Sisi, don't talk nonsense, Jian Chuan and I are just friends."
Jian Chuan simply smiled without saying anything, just pushing a newly added bowl of rice in front of her and placing the chopsticks in her hands.
Nan Zhan looked up briefly before continuing to eat, clearly unaffected by other people's romantic affairs.
Jian Si, not one to pry into others' privacy, noticed something unusual about the interaction between the two but was also mindful of the gaze of others, so she mimicked Nan Zhan's behavior, slowly peeling shrimp in her hand.
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Jian Si and Feng Piaopiao met alone the next afternoon at her house to help her pack as she was moving.
"Are you sure you want to move out of this big house?" Jian Si picked up a large box to help her pack.
