Bang.
The door closed.
Mu Jingxi looked down, his cold eyes narrowing dangerously, "Qiao An, you can't be impolite."
Qiao An struggled briefly but couldn't break free, her beautiful eyes widened slightly, "Let go of me first."
"Don't eavesdrop again."
"Are you angry because I was impolite, or because I eavesdropped on Lai Qinghuan talking to someone else?"
Qiao An smirked playfully, her gaze towards him cold and mocking.
Was there a difference between the two?
Mu Jingxi's striking brows furrowed deeply as he pulled her to the table to sit down, the waiter brought the porridge to the table, and Mu Jingxi served a bowl, placing it in front of her, "The porridge here is good, try it."
"I won't eat." Qiao An turned her head away in obvious displeasure.
She was too upset to eat!
"Qiao An, what are you getting upset about?" Mu Jingxi massaged his temple with one hand, his headache worsening.
Everything was fine just moments ago, what happened all of a sudden?
