"I didn't notice," Shen Mosheng honestly replied, "Beyond research, there's only you. I don't pay attention to anyone else."
"You didn't feel anyone else's amorous glances?"
"No."
Han Yingying then smiled contentedly, "Consider yourself well-behaved."
"Yingying, any other person of the opposite sex is no different to me. As long as they don't affect the research progress or violate your rules, I don't care what they do."
Seeing the earnest look on Shen Mosheng's face, Han Yingying's heart filled with sweetness.
Of course, she knew Shen Mosheng wouldn't engage in flirting with others; it was always people trying to tease him instead.
Perhaps she and Shen Mosheng had indeed swapped their scripts.
"Yingying?" Shen Mosheng, seeing her constantly giggling to herself, was confused as to whether she was happy or angry.
"Shen Mosheng, I am teasing you."
"Oh." Shen Mosheng responded sheepishly, unsure of how to react.
"Are you angry?"
"No."
