Zhou Zining dared not look at him.
"You heard wrong, there's no such thing."
"Is that so?"
Bo Shuxian started to smile.
He was known for his good temper, never one to argue or show anger. Despite the vast Bo Family estate, he showed little interest, immersing himself in archaeology instead, spending his days among ancient relics. It was precisely because of this that he naturally exuded an air of refined elegance.
His response was just two short words, spoken so lightly, the tail end of his voice even carrying a hint of amusement. Yet, the laughter sounded chilling to the ear, "No wonder, I thought you were just reserved, but it turns out your heart was never with me."
Zhou Zining's eyes twitched, as if finally sensing danger, her heart began pounding violently.
"I didn't, it's all Nan Jiaojiao's nonsense! She, she's framing me."
