Don't touch him.
Three words, firm and resounding.
The man lying on the stairs, his lips almost imperceptibly curved up.
"Miss Qiao, I hope there's a limit to your willfulness. Now isn't the time for you to be so; didn't you see? Third Young Master fell down," she said.
Lai Qinghuan seemed to suddenly stand on a moral high ground to criticize Qiao An.
Accuse her of being willful?
Qiao An was almost amused; she had not yet witnessed her own capriciousness.
And to think that she had the audacity to criticize Qiao An, without considering her own worth, when this was the Mu Family's main building. Even if Qiao An indeed acted willfully, what of it?
Mu Jingxi hadn't even spoken yet; on what grounds was she accusing her?
