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Seeing his expression, Mu Xiaoxiao didnât think that he wasnât lying.
However, from his conversation, he seemed to care about this girl.
Could it be that he liked Bookworm but he didnât realize it himself and thought that he hated her instead?
Mu Xiaoxiao could only speculate.
Her hand on her cheek, she said deliberately, âDonât be too sure about that or youâll be slapping yourself in the face. Itâll hurt!â
Feng Tianqi said to her very resolutely, âI promise you that wonât happen!â
Mu Xiaoxiao laughed, âWho knows what will happen in the future. Better not be overconfident.â
âOf course I wonât be. What does it mean to like someone? It means that girl is someone special to me. I donât think that sheâs special. On the contrary, youâre more special. If Iâm going to like someone, it would be you. Why would I like someone so ordinary like Bookworm?â Feng Tianqi said in a clear and logical manner.
Mu Xiaoxiao propped up her chin as she listened to him say that he liked her. However, there wasnât a hint of passion in his eyes as he spoke.
Maybe he did like her. But this type of liking was probably⦠the kind that existed between friends? Or perhaps admiration?
Mu Xiaoxiao was suddenly curious about how he would look staring at Bookworm.
She shook her head and said, âYou donât even understand what it really means to like someone. Just because you think that someone is special doesnât mean that you like that person. Who told you that?â
âMy brother!â Feng Tianqi replied to her. Apparently he believed in his brotherâs reasoning with one hundred percent conviction.
Mu Xiaoxiao was unsure whether to laugh or cry, âFeng Shengyang? He didnât make this up to trick you, did he?â
She thought that was more likely!
Given how black-bellied Feng Shengyang could be, he seemed to be the kind that would tease his younger brother.
âOf course not! Why would he trick me?â Feng Tianqi didnât believe it.
Just then, his cell phone rang again.
Feng Tianqi looked down at the incoming call, snorted inwardly, and declined the call.
Mu Xiaoxiao poked her head over. âIs it that girl?â
âI told you that she likes me a lot but I donât like her. Why should I pick up her call?â He looked like he wanted to prove to her that he really didnât like Bookworm.
Mu Xiaoxiao said nothing.
She suddenly sympathized with Bookworm. Why would she like this childish guy?n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
But she was also very curious whether this girl called Bookworm really liked Feng Tianqi.
Mu Xiaoxiao snorted, âCareful not to drive her away angrily. If she doesnât call you back, youâre going to start panicking.â
âWhy would I start panicking? Youâre joking! I donât even like her. Who cares if she calls me or not? I wished she wouldnât call me! But you wouldnât know. She likes me too much and canât help not calling me. Just wait. Sheâll call again.â Feng Tianqi tilted up his chin, looking arrogant.
Mu Xiaoxiao could hardly stand his narcissism.
The girl wouldnât call him again, would she?
A minute passed.
Sure enough, Feng Tianqiâs cell phone rang again. He looked at Mu Xiaoxiao smugly, showing her the cell phone, and then he dismissed the call.
âArenât you going too far? She may have something urgent to talk about.â Mu Xiaoxiao frowned.