Song Qing regained his composure, quickly asked, "Miss Lan, are you talking about the girl who just went inside with my mother and the young master?"
"No kidding!" Lan Ruo rolled her eyes at him. "Who else could it be?"
Song Qing said, "That's Miss Shen, our lifesaver for both me and the young master."
"Lifesaver?" Lan Ruo's eyes widened instantly. "Shouldn't your lifesaver be an old gray-haired man or a bearded middle-aged uncle? How could it be such a delicate girl?"
Delicate?
Song Qing wanted to laugh, thinking that those three words had nothing to do with Shen Qinglan.
"Oh no, oh no!" Lan Ruo sighed. "Could it be that Song Ting is smitten because of this hero saving the beauty—no wait! Beauty saving the hero, so he has feelings for that girl?"
She looked at Song Qing and shouted, "Is he planning to offer himself to her in gratitude?"
Song Qing: ...
"How can that be?" Lan Ruo said, "Song Ting can only be mine!"
"Hey hey~ Miss Lan, don't be impulsive!"
