"You wretched woman, why did you step on my foot?" Qiao Zixuan angrily growled at Wen Zhiyao.
Wen Zhiyao walked past him, Qiao Zixuan, fearful she might run away, actively grabbed her wrist, not allowing her to leave.
"You think you can just step on me and run away? There's no such luck, you have to apologize to me today."
"I'm sorry." Wen Zhiyao pulled her hand back, without any hesitation, she apologized.
Qiao Zixuan hadn't expected her to apologize so quickly, he wasn't mentally prepared for it.
"Actually, I just wanted to befriend you..."
Before Qiao Zixuan could finish his sentence, Qiao Yunuo rushed over, glaring furiously at Wen Zhiyao.
"Zixuan, why would you want to befriend this lowly woman? Look at her cheap clothes, she clearly sneaked in by dishonest means, aiming to seduce wealthy and innocent young men like you."
Qiao Yunuo stared intently at Wen Zhiyao, raised her hand, and went straight for a slap to Wen Zhiyao's face.
