Anning's pov
Wanqing spoke, her cold voice making me flinch before I could even respond. I turned to face her and then let out a sigh.
"Young Miss..." I said. "You're a noblewoman too, how can you just reject his gift like that?"
Wanqing glanced briefly at young master Lin and said without hesitation, "it's even ruder to accept expensive gifts from strange men."
Well, that wasn't a lie actually.
I looked from her to Young Master Lin, then back at her again. The two of them hadn't raised their voices even for a single moment.
Yet somehow, it felt like they weren't on good terms.
"Are you two really fine?" I asked, narrowing my eyes suspiciously at them.
"We're okay, Anning." Young Master Lin said. "Your young miss just has a very nasty attitude."
"Hmph"
I rolled my eyes at his words, turning my head in the direction of the pond. I knew he was lying, but it wasn't my business anyways.
