Zhou Yihan clapped her hands excitedly and said, "He must have an aloof face that doesn't want to bother with you at all."
Hearing Zhou Yihan's words, Di Jinxuan couldn't help but laugh. She couldn't help but wonder, what exactly would Nangong Jin's aloof face look like?
"Aiyo, aiyo, look at that sweet expression of yours," Qin Yun teased, bumping Di Jinxuan's shoulder. "Whenever your Jin Palace is mentioned, you just light up with joy."
"That's not true," Di Jinxuan couldn't help but blush, urging, "Alright, we should get going, or else we'll be late and Hong Wu will start nagging again."
"Are you still going to dance?" Zhou Yihan asked.
"Well, I guess we should head over," Di Jinxuan answered. "If he really does replace me, then I won't dance."
