She took out a white shirt and a pair of light-colored jeans and threw them onto the bed. "Wear this."
Qiao An gave him an annoyed glance. "Mu Jingxi, get it clear, you are just my bodyguard. That's all. You have no right to interfere with any of my decisions, got it?"
She wanted to wear whatever she liked. Did she need his permission?
What a joke!
The man's cold and sharp eyes chilled further, and his thin lips curved into a faint, almost imperceptible smile. "You can choose to change or not to change."
"Hmm?"
Would he really be so agreeable?
Why did Qiao An feel like there was a trap hiding in his words?
"I can choose not to change?"
"Yes," Mu Jingxi checked his watch, "you stay at the Main Building, and I'll interrogate Yan Zhenzhen."
Qiao An: "..."
God damn it!
The bastard, I knew he wouldn't be this agreeable!
"No, I want to go too!"
She spoke emphatically, fury shining in her beautiful eyes.
"Then change your clothes."
