Smashed once?
That sounds so trivial!
Does she not know pain?
"She lost her mind; didn't you know to dodge?" Mu Jingxi's handsome face darkened, his tone unusually harsh.
It could even be described as scolding!
Qiao An was feeling a mess, and being abruptly yelled at like this, she suddenly felt aggrieved.
Did he think she wanted to get smashed?
Whose body wasn't made of flesh and blood? Who didn't feel pain?
Angry, she pushed him away, "I don't need your concern."
Qiao An stepped past him, striding forward, "Xia Lin, let's go!"
Xia Lin paused for a few seconds before catching up, whispering, "Miss Qiao, Mr. Mu is just concerned about you. Don't be angry. Isn't it bad to just leave like this?"
"What's so bad about it? He only knows how to be fierce to me."
Qiao An's volume was not low, and Mu Jingxi heard every word.
Those words weren't for Xia Lin at all; they were clearly meant for him.
When had he ever been harsh to her?
