The airport was bustling with people coming and going.
Qiao Ruoxin lifted her head slightly, staring at the man's handsome face for a long time.
She closed her eyes, mustered her courage, and said to him, "After 'Idol 101' is over, I'll tell you the whole truth, okay?"
Perhaps she really should tell Mo Chen about the incident from two years ago.
He had the right to know the truth.
Mo Chen slightly narrowed his eyes, fixing his gaze on her, and said in a deep voice, "I can give you time, but what I want to hear is the truth, not some fabricated lies to placate me."
"I know, I will tell you everything that happened two years ago." Her gaze was so firm, her face innocent and delicately charming.
Suddenly, the man took a step closer to her, a hint of uncontrollable possessiveness tinting his dark eyes.
He grasped Qiao Ruoxin's slender wrist and led her to a secluded corner.
Qiao Ruoxin was pressed against the cold wall, looking up into the man's profound eyes.
