Rong Si took his time answering. “I think it’s you.”

Han Siye snorted and said rather self-righteously, “It’s not. I’ve always kept myself clean and planned to give my body and mind to Little Jiu, unlike you!”

Thinking of him as childish, Rong Si grimaced. “What about me?”

“How am I supposed to know how many girls you’ve hooked up with while you’re out of the country and out of Little Jiu’s sight!”

Rong Si didn’t want to talk to Han Siye. Let him think what he wants. As long as Little Jiu trusts me!

***

In the mall, Su Jiu and Song Xinyan leisurely strolled around. Song Xinyan hugged Su Jiu’s arm affectionately. When they walked together, they were a beautiful sight. Many men looked at the two of them.

If not for the few tall and burly men in black behind them, those men would probably have gone up to strike up a conversation with the two girls.

Song Xinyan glanced at the bodyguards behind her. They were all Li Mohan’s men. They were ostentatious on the road and were the focus of everyone’s attention.

She had rolled her eyes in exasperation, but one good thing about this was that no matter how much she bought, she had no shortage of people to help carry the bags.

Su Jiu teased her, “Xinyan, your Young Master Li treats you so well. He gives you bodyguards when he goes out and even helps you carry your things. He even lets you use his card. What kind of otherworldly boyfriend is he?”

Song Xinyan immediately blushed. “What? He’s not my boyfriend yet. He hasn’t even confessed to me!”

“Oh? Then fiancé?” Su Jiu remembered that in the original novel, the male and female leads had been family friends. The elders of both parties had agreed for them to be engaged before they were even born.

Therefore, Song Xinyan could now be said to be Li Mohan’s fiancée.

Song Xinyan’s beautiful face turned even redder, and her watery eyes widened. “Fiancé? Even less so! I’m not engaged to him, so how can he be my fiancé? Little Jiu, if you continue to spout nonsense, I’ll ignore you!”

Knowing that Xinyan was feeling shy, Su Jiu grinned wider. “Even if it’s not that kind of relationship, it doesn’t make much difference, does it?”

“You…” The embarrassed Song Xinyan was unwilling to be teased by her, so she turned the tables and said, “Little Jiu, you’re very interested in my relationship with Li Mohan. I’m also very interested in your relationships. Tell me honestly, Rong Si and Han Siye, who do you like?”

Su Jiu was stunned by the sudden question.

Then a blush crept up her ears.

Song Xinyan saw it and grinned smugly. “Needless to say, I don’t know your answer. I guess you must like Rong Si, right?”

Su Jiu looked at her in shock.

Her reaction confirmed Song Xinyan’s guess, and Xinyan continued to tease her. “So it’s true. I think he’s a little more handsome than Han Siye. He’s considerate to you. What if I like such a warm man? If it were me, I would choose him too!”

What?

Instinctively, Su Jiu became anxious and hurriedly said, “You can’t snatch the little villain from me!”

“The little villain?” Song Xinyan was surprised. “Are you talking about Rong Si? Why do you call him the little villain?”

Only then did Su Jiu realize what she had just said. Why did I blurt that out?

This was her nickname for her child and her little secret!

Su Jiu’s mind raced, searching for a reasonable excuse. Then she said—