"I'm an adult!" Li Jiu's voice went up several octaves in his anxiety, like a whimpering puppy.
After a pause, he added haltingly, "But... but it's not the same kind of relationship as the Young Master and... and you."
After speaking, he glanced up at Wen Qian, then quickly lowered his head again, his face flushed red as he shifted his feet restlessly on the ground.
Wen Qian's mouth fell slightly open. Realizing her misunderstanding, she suddenly felt a bit embarrassed. She quickly turned her head to the side and coughed lightly, trying to hide her awkwardness while muttering indistinctly, "Right, I get it."
"What is it you 'get'?" The Little Fox's narrow eyes narrowed dangerously, his gaze seemingly able to see through everything. His voice was thick with displeasure.
Then, as Wen Qian averted her gaze, the Little Fox continued, "I heard you married Chi Heng. Should we give you a wedding gift?"
