Xia Qianqian's clear eyes were filled with tears. The way her long eyelashes fluttered was extremely pitiful.
If it were anyone else, they would definitely feel pity for her.
Unfortunately, Jiang Qiran was not the kind of person who was overflowing with compassion.
He swept his gaze over Xia Qianqian's trembling shoulders and felt a wave of disgust in his heart.
Jiang Qiran's expression turned cold and his thin lips were almost pursed into a straight line.
"Have you acted enough?"
Xia Qianqian was stunned when she heard that. Her pair of watery eyes were filled with disbelief!
She bit her crimson thin lips and her porcelain-white face flushed red and then turned white!
"Student Qiran, what do you mean?! Could it be that you have also misunderstood me as that kind of person?"
"Aren't you?"
Hearing this, Xia Qianqian's heart turned completely cold!
