"Everything has been done as you instructed," Qiao Yucong said as he pulled up a chair and sat beside the bed. Dressed in a green sterile suit, he was swathed from head to toe. Only in this way could he get a little closer to Mu Xingye.
"Young Master Mu, how are you feeling?"
"What kind of feeling?"
"About that girl! Otherwise, why did you kiss her?" Driven by curiosity, Qiao Yucong had stealthily watched the surveillance footage.
When he saw Mu Xingye, seemingly unable to restrain himself, taking the initiative to kiss the girl, he even dropped the wine glass in his hand in shock!
It was truly a waste of good wine!
"I approached her without any ulterior motive, especially not the kind you're thinking of!" Mu Xingye sat up and took a sip of water.
Without Wen Yanqing telling him, he had realized that the more he interacted with Xia Pengpeng, the stronger his resistance to her grew.
