Su Chaoyang finished applying the medicine to her face, sitting on the side with a still displeased expression, "Even if this incident wasn't your fault, what's the deal with Han Wenxuan? What instructions did I leave with you when I left!"
Uh––Mu Xiangwan felt increasingly guilty as she listened to his tone, subtly filled with anger, she then realized that this was the real reason he was angry.
"I... I didn't expect him to come tonight... If I knew I was going to run into Han Wenxuan and Wu Meiting tonight, I wouldn't have attended this ball." She was telling the truth. The original plan was to have some fun, who knew she would end up being upset, and even experienced a wardrobe malfunction in public! If she had known beforehand, she wouldn't have come.
Su Chaoyang gave a cold hum and didn't say anything. His breathing remained heavy.
