"Who's playing tricks?"
Mu Jingxi's gaze burst forth like a cold gleam.
Qiao An shivered all over and immediately felt embarrassed by her own cowardice. She straightened her back, puffed out her chest, stretched her neck, and peeked her head from behind Xia Lin, "Don't doubt it, I'm talking about you!"
Caught between the two and facing a dilemma, Xia Lin suggested, "Miss Qiao, perhaps… you could talk with Young Master Mu?"
This was the only perfect solution he could think of!
After all, he couldn't afford to offend either of them!
Qiao An, feeling as frustrated as if she was hating iron for not being steel, punched Xia Lin, "Xia Lin, don't you forget you're my bodyguard! Instead of protecting me, you want to push me into the fire pit? Doesn't your conscience hurt?"
After a few seconds of thought, Xia Lin replied, "No."
Crack.
Qiao An's heart shattered, she clutched her chest, "After all the love I felt for you, you..."
