With reluctance, Aaron has no choice but to nod in agreement. His fists were tightly clenched as he clenched his teeth. Though he was not voicing out his refusal, the glint his eyes were not able to conceal it as well.
How could he just forgive Mo Lihua as a favor to his Uncle Marco? In his heart, he would strive to get even later on.
Of course, this was clear as well for Mo Lihua. Aaron's expression made her snicker with tauntingly to herself.
"That's better than a cousin. Were good, okay?" She asked again instead. At the same, he reached out to him to smoothen the collar of his shirt. Still, Aaron needs to force himself to agree.
"Forgive me. As you said, I did not grow up with any of you. Thus, my jokes may not be a joke to any of you." Mo Lihua explained as she walked breezily to return to his seat.
