Since their eyes met, Qiao Yue couldn't pretend that she didn't see Qiao Jing.
Qiao Jing's thin lips opened and closed as he mouthed the words "come up" to Qiao Yue.
Qiao Yue sighed in resignation because she was in the wrong.
This time, Qiao Yue didn't go to the study but went straight to Qiao Jing's bedroom.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw Qiao Jing sitting on the single seat sofa waiting for her.
"Second brother," Qiao Yue called out in a low voice.
Qiao Jing's face was still gloomy; anyone who had been misunderstood would not be in a good mood. But his anger subsided a little when he heard Qiao Yue's low and gentle voice.
Qiao Jing asked Qiao Yue to sit across from him as his dark eyes stared at the young man who lowered his head to avoid eye contact.
"Admit your mistake now?" Qiao Jing asked calmly.
