Just a second ago, Xiao Qing still wore a dazed expression, but then she started causing trouble again, leaving Lu Jinyang stunned.
He closed his eyes, pinched the bridge of his nose, "You don't trust me?"
"Right! I trust my own eyes."
"Wait, are you talking about Yang Qiao?"
"Uh-huh." Xiao Qing lifted her chin arrogantly and turned her face away, "Today I saw you two dining out, chatting and laughing. You never look that relaxed when you're with us."
"Today?"
Lu Jinyang frowned deeply, seeming to realize something, and gave her a disdainful look, "You're sulking without even confirming with me first?"
"I'm not sulking!" Xiao Qing denied.
Finally, Lu Jinyang understood that this woman was saying one thing but meant another; his focus was on the first half rather than the latter. But none of that mattered now.
He sighed deeply, "Did I ever tell you that seeing is not always believing?"
Xiao Qing shook her head.
