Jian Jin bent down, picked up the remote control on the coffee table, and turned off the television. Then, she looked at the man leaning against the wheelchair still staring at the television. She sighed. "Big brother, if you want to make up with Qiao, apologize to her. There's no need to torture yourself like this. She won't see you tormenting yourself like this."
You have to act pitifully!
If you went to Qiao and pretended to be pitiful, Qiao would be stubborn but soft-hearted. You're friends who have gone through life and death together. She might forgive you.
Jian Jin really wanted to say that.
Seeing that Lu Zhi did not react, she put the remote control back on the back and sighed again. "Alright, I'll talk to Qiao."
Lu Zhi finally reacted. His eyelashes fluttered as he looked at her. "You're not allowed to contact her."
