1021 A Young Girl’s Heart 3 (1/2)

When she felt Jun Xie's slightly cold hand placed over her forehead, Qu Ling Yue's face quickly turned even redder!

”You…..” Jun Wu Xie could feel that Qu Ling Yue's forehead was getting rather warm and she was just about to take her pulse when Qu Ling Yue suddenly stood up with a swoosh.

Qu Ling Yue's face was so red that her face looked like it was about to burst. She stood there in a fluster, her hands twisting helplessly together before her.

”I….. I….. I am fine…..” Qu Ling Yue stuttered nervously. When Jun Xie had been standing so close to her earlier, she had felt like her heart was almost going to jump out of her throat.

Jun Wu Xie looking puzzledly at Qu Ling Yue's rather strange actions, unable to understand why Qu Ling Yue was reacting like this.

”Erm….. about that….. I….. I'll take my leave first….. If….. If there's anything else, I'll come look for you then….. No….. no no, you can get Uncle Xiong to tell it to my father…..” Her tongue was getting all twisted up and Qu Ling Yue was getting more nervous the more she spoke, so she suddenly decided to just turn around and just run out of the room in a panic instead.

Qing Yu was just coming in to look for Jun Xie when Qu Ling Yue suddenly ran straight into him. He did not even have the time to apologise when Qu Ling Yue already had her head lowered and after quickly apologising a few times, she ran away like she was escaping from something.

”What happened to….. the Young Miss?” Qing Yu asked looking at Qu Ling Yue's back as she ran away, his face puzzled as he turned to look at Jun Xie.

Jun Wu Xie shrugged her shoulders. She didn't know what happened to Qu Ling Yue as well.

She was completely fine just moments ago when her face had suddenly turned red and she had quickly run away after saying barely a few words after that.

Qing Yu scratched at his head but very quickly, he couldn't make himself worry about that anymore. He placed the invitation he held in his hand and placed it upon the table before Jun Xie.

Jun Wu Xie lifted an eyebrow as she glanced at Qing Yu and picked up the invitation to look at it, before quickly putting it back down on the table.