"..." She continued listening with a calm expression.
He added, "As long as you don't leave me, even if you lie a hundred times, a thousand times in the future, I won't mind."
He choked up, "I know your initial intentions were kind."
"..." Qiao Xiaon'an pouted her lips. Is that all? What about the part where they said her parents were commoners?
After a while, he spoke again.
"Qiaoqiao!"
"I spoke harshly yesterday because I was angry."
"And indeed, I was worried that my parents would not adjust well to the party."
"There really is no other meaning.
"Do you believe me?"
When his sincere and distressed gaze fell upon her.
She immediately rose from the sofa, crossed beyond his body, and left.
He immediately grabbed her as she passed him, his well-defined palm forcefully gripped her arm.
His face showing both darkness and pain.
He furrowed his brows, "Qiaoqiao, I've apologized. What more do you want from me?"
His tone was somewhat irritated and stifled.
