"Do you think I'm prettier or is Murong Qing prettier?" Bai Weiran's gaze became even more alluring, an obvious attempt to seduce.
"I don't compare. You both have different charms, like spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each has its own merits, equally matched." Go Biqing had to give a diplomatic answer.
Bai Weiran pouted slightly dissatisfied and said, "Forget it, I knew you would answer like this. I'll tell you, I've decided to pursue you. I want to be your real girlfriend."
Go Biqing was almost knocked over by Bai Weiran's declaration, but after a second thought, he understood and said, "I know what you mean. You just want to compete with Murong Qing. You can rest assured I have no interest in Murong Qing. The conflicts between your two families should be resolved by yourselves. Don't involve me, I don't want to be a pawn in your rivalry."
