Qiao Qiao snorted. "It's just perfunctory." With that, she reached out and took Shao Jingmo's hand. She pressed down on the ice pack on her knee and said to Shao Jingmo, "I won't lie to you in the future."
Shao Jingmo was silent for a moment before taking out a cigarette box. It was obvious that he wanted to smoke again, but because he was beside her, he did not take out a lighter to light it. He played with the cigarette box in his hand quietly, looking distracted. In Qiao Qiao's opinion, this reaction was clearly not taking her words seriously.
She felt a little defeated and discouraged. She could only continue the topic he had just asked. "Little Uncle, you said that you wanted to talk about what happened next. Is that what you just said? Is there anything else?"
Shao Jingmo paused for a moment as he played with the cigarette box. He looked up slightly. "What's next…"
