"What’s it got to do with you being a man?" Nangong Lin asked in confusion.

"Because I’m in your house." Guagua gave Nangong Lin a white-eyed look and pointed to the insulated container on the coffee table, "Look, he specifically sent you pig’s foot soup, and then saw a man in your room. How do you think he’ll react?"

Nangong Lin blinked, suspiciously looking at Guagua, "What do you mean?"

"Could Alvin like you?" Guagua helped Nangong Lin onto the sofa.

"What?" Nangong Lin jumped up in excitement, accidentally hitting her injured foot and cried out in pain.

"Hey, be careful." Guagua said worriedly, moving closer.

Nangong Lin was still in a rhythm of pain, wanting to die, and once it got slightly better, she gritted her teeth and said, "What nonsense are you talking? How could Alvin like me? He just moved to next door yesterday!"

"Didn’t you say last night you got drunk and he took care of you?"

"Yeah." Nangong Lin nodded, "I got drunk because I was drinking with his mom last night, shouldn’t he have taken care of me?"

"And he brought you pig’s foot soup again today?"

"I twisted my ankle and fell because I was drunk, is it strange he made me some pig’s foot soup?" Nangong Lin retorted.

"Nothing strange." Guagua chuckled bitterly, "But he seemed very angry when he saw me."

"Didn’t you say he’s always cold? Anyway, that’s how he is to his fans, not just you, so don’t overthink it. There’s no way he likes me."

"Maybe I’m thinking too much then." Guagua shrugged, "But Prince Alvin is known for being cold. Yet, he’s taking care of you and making soup—I feel it’s not that simple. Didn’t he call you out to join him on stage during his concert last time?"

Nangong Lin: "..."

Thinking about it made Nangong Lin want to facepalm. She couldn’t help saying, "Don’t bring that up; I was covering for my sister. Alvin likes my sister!"

"Sister? Fourth Miss?" Guagua asked.

"Yeah." Nangong Lin nodded.

"Isn’t Fourth Miss married?" Guagua exclaimed.

"Yes, my sister doesn’t like him." Nangong Lin said, "Alvin tried to compete with her husband and failed. My sister likes Di Mingchen. That punk even kidnapped my sister last time, and Mingchen almost dropped a bomb on B Country in retaliation."

Guagua: "..."

"Wow, this is so bloody," Guagua couldn’t help but cover his face, then puzzledly asked, "So why did he move next door to you now?"

"I think," Nangong Lin beckoned mysteriously with a finger, and Guagua leaned closer.

"He’s still plotting against my Fourth Sister, trying to break up my sister and her husband."

"Pfft..." Hearing Nangong Lin’s words, Guagua couldn’t help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Nangong Lin seriously glared at him, "I’m speaking facts."

"Really? Fourth Miss is married and pregnant, what’s there to plot? Besides, Commander Di is our country’s commander. A foreigner coming here to destroy a commander’s marriage seems out of line, right? Isn’t destroying a military marriage a serious crime?"

"Yes, but he can be sneaky, right? He can do it secretly; haven’t you seen television?"

Guagua: "..."

"Okay, I don’t feel like talking to you." Guagua stood up, stretched lazily, "I just feel he likes you."

Nangong Lin: "..."