She suddenly frowned, wondering if making up with him like that would be too embarrassing for her.
She lifted her gaze, glaring at him.
The man's eyes were calm and restrained, shimmering with a burning light.
"Xigua, apologize to me," she demanded almost petulantly.
Mu Jingxi didn't hesitate, "I'm sorry."
"Sorry to whom?"
"Qiao An, I'm sorry."
Qiao An raised her hand and placed it in his palm, "I'll give you one chance."
She told herself secretly that this was just a temporary measure, and when Mu Jingxi had truly fallen in love with her, it wouldn't be too late to dump him then.
After all, he only liked her for now.
There was still a long way to go before he fell in love.
A slight smile played on Mu Jingxi's lips, "Should I say thank you?"
"Of course!" Qiao An said as if it were the most natural thing in the world, "After all, kind and generous people like me are really rare!"
"Then I truly thank you."
"Don't mention it."
