Jiang Xianrou wished she could find a place to hide. She opened her mouth with difficulty and let out a dry and unpleasant note.
"I…"
Robert looked at her intently, as if he wanted her to introduce him to Qiao Nian.
Jiang Xianrou's mind was a mess. Her breathing was rapid and nervous, and she didn't know how to answer.
She kept glancing in Qiao Nian's direction.
The other party's expression was arrogant and very lazy, as if she had no intention of paying attention to her.
Jiang Xianrou retracted her gaze in humiliation and bit her lip. Her eyes flickered as if 10,000 ants were crawling on her heart.
She weighed the loss quickly. In spite of her utter humiliation, she intended to admit it.
"We know each other—"
The girl's lazy voice sounded at the same time. "No."
