Nangong Ming was slightly stunned, and one side of his ear immediately turned red. "Who said I was in love with her? You, you, you mustn't say such things..."

He Wan blinked, a hint of doubt appearing on her face. Tilting her head, she looked quite adorable and asked in a clear voice, "Young Master, please don't hide it from me. Don't you and my sister often go out to play together? If you weren't so close, why would you be inseparable all the time?"

Nangong Ming suddenly fell silent.

In truth, he wasn't entirely clear about his feelings for Xiao Ran, because among the noble ladies in the capital, only Xiao Ran was willing to fool around with him. After all, with his playful appearance, probably no woman would like him.

Moreover, he was very happy spending time with Xiao Ran. If Xiao Ran continued to be by his side in the future, then he would probably...

I hope you're happy every day.

But he still stubbornly insisted, "You know it's all just rumors... so don't listen to them."

He Wan persisted, "Does Prince Nangong really not like my sister?"

Nangong Ming nodded vigorously in response, "I don't like it!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Zijing observed Xiao Ran's expression beside her, unable to discern her joy or anger. She saw Xiao Ran slowly walk behind the artificial hill, and she immediately followed.

"So what the young master said at the summer resort was all true."

Nangong Ming froze, as if struck by lightning. He quickly looked toward the source of the sound and saw that it was Xiao Ran and a woman. His heart skipped a beat.

A wave of guilt washed over him. That scene that shouldn't have happened had indeed occurred—how could Xiao Ran be here! He wondered how much she had overheard…

"What summer resort..." he muttered absentmindedly, his expression somewhat dazed. Suddenly, as if remembering something crucial, he said urgently, "You clearly said it yourself that time, that you didn't like me!"

"What I'm referring to is the kind of affection between a man and a woman. Could it be... could it be that your affection for me, Xiao Ran, is romantic love...?" Xiao Ran raised an eyebrow slightly.

"No!" Nangong Ming stammered, as if burned by fire, his face instantly turning bright red.

“Then…” Xiao Ran turned to look at He Wan, her tone carrying a hint of a smile, “The young master and I are just normal friends, so why do you interpret it as a romantic relationship? Or are you deliberately making up stories about the host family?”

Xiao Ran emphasized the words "host family" very much.

He Wan stared intently at the ground, her lips bitten until they were pale, and bowed in apology, "It was Wan'er who overstepped her bounds, Wan'er shouldn't have talked about these things..."

His eyes were almost brimming with tears, he looked so pitiful that it broke your heart to see him like that.

Just as Nangong Ming was about to stop her and was about to help He Wan up, Xiao Ran stepped forward first.

"Sister Wan, what do you mean by this? I was just reminding you not to talk about the young master's love affairs." Xiao Ran then looked at Nangong Ming, her face full of blame. "Nangong Ming, it's all your fault! Look, you've made Sister Wan cry!"

Nangong Ming was stunned. It turned out that the "master's house" Xiao Ran mentioned was his own home, and he had misunderstood...

He scratched his head and mumbled incoherently, "I'm sorry."

Xiao Ran chuckled inwardly. In this way, once Nangong Ming had thought things through, He Wan would say something wrong, and Nangong Ming would have to apologize instead.

Actually, that's not the case. Xiao Ran simply embellished the story a few times, and that's how she managed to solidify He Wan's innocence.

Hopefully, in this life, Nangong Ming will be able to see He Wan's true colors.

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