"Ahem..." Chen Cuihua cleared her throat awkwardly and reminded them in a low voice, "I believe he's talking about my son!"
"What?" Nan Fei was puzzled.
"Hmph!" Qiao Jingxuan snorted coldly, "Still not admitting it?"
"Admit what?" Nan Fei looked at him as if he was insane and for the first time, she found Qiao Jingxuan ridiculously laughable. How foolish could she have been in her past life to have been deceived by such a man?
"If you want to play this game, then play by yourself. I'm not joining." She made to walk away but Qiao Jingxuan caught her arm steadfastly. Her fair, exquisite face was cold as ice. His grip involuntarily loosened when he saw the chill in her eyes.
"You..." Qiao Jingxuan looked at the unfamiliar girl in front of him, his heart beginning to ache slowly.
She's different, completely different from the Jiang Nanfei he knew.
"Are you still the Jiang Nanfei I once knew?" In that instant, a hint of confusion flickered in his eyes.
