"Isn't Lu Jiayue your goddess? You think Qingyi will be happy if you send her candy?"
Luo Jia raised an eyebrow, his tone tinged with mockery.
He knew better than anyone just how much Ye Chenxuan indulged Lu Jiayue.
"Exactly, there's bad blood between Lu Jiayue and Qingyi."
Jiang Yumeng piped in agreement.
"You take it as an apology from me."
Ye Chenxuan's face changed slightly, but he didn't utter any harsh words.
It was his fault for judging Lu Qingyi harshly before.
"Lu Jiayue's white rabbit milk candy last time went straight to the trash bin."
Lu Qingyi glanced at the colorful candies on the table, her voice slightly frosty.
Ye Chenxuan was taken aback, "I didn't mean anything."
"I've told you before, I hope you won't appear in front of me."
She was never a saint. She held a grudge. It was hard to forget those who had wronged her easily.
Especially, those who liked Lu Jiayue.
"Alright."
