After a moment of jealousy, they left.
When no one else was around, Mo Yesi became even more unrestrained.
He pinched Qiao Mianmian's chin and leaned towards her. "Baby, don't you owe me an explanation?"
Qiao Mianmian blinked. "I owe you an explanation? What explanation?"
The man narrowed his eyes and said unhappily, "Why didn't you tell me that you were harassed that night? Did you think that someone could help you solve the problem, so you don't need me anymore?"
Although it was a question, Qiao Mianmian could hear the unhappiness and jealousy in it.
She was stunned for a few seconds before laughing. "You're not angry about this, are you? I didn't tell you because I didn't think it was necessary. Someone harassed me, but thankfully, Gong Zeli appeared in time, so nothing bad happened.
"What's the point of telling you?
"After that, because the matter was resolved, I didn't feel the need to tell you."
