Lu Qing's excessive attentiveness towards Lu Xing made him feel a sense of indescribable melancholy. Seriously pondering what possible motives Lu Xing might have, the more he thought about it, the less it seemed like the case. Curiously, he looked at the application the other had submitted and said earnestly, "Don't worry. Even if you see him, you don't need to acknowledge his presence; just act as you normally would."
"I know. I just hope you don't have any conflicts with him."
Qin Miaomiao was most worried about Lu Qing, after all, she didn't care for people like Lu Xing, and who knows what Lu Xing's purpose is this time around. If his motives are not pure, there might be some friction between him and Lu Qing, which made her mood particularly unpleasant.
"Don't worry about me."
Saying this, Lu Qing placed his hand on Qin Miaomiao's left hand.
