When Mu Yi saw that Qingluo did not trust him, he became a little anxious, but looking at Qingluo's indifference, he could not even say a word...
'It's not a surprise if Qingluo did not trust me. How can she believe in me after what I've done to her these years.
'I owe Qingluo too much in this life…'
Mu Yi closed his eyes in sorrow and said nothing. His face was so pale that Qingluo's heart almost softened again after seeing him in such condition.
'No. My daughter and I will suffer if he doesn't drive Little Nine away.'
Therefore...
Qingluo remained cold. She was no longer looking at Mu Yi. She simply turned around and walked into the room. She slammed the door of the room fiercely, leaving Mu Yi speechless.
Mu Yi laughed bitterly.
He looked at the closed door for a while before turning around and walking out of the courtyard.
