"How would I know?"
Seeing Qin Hai sit down and not looking like he was preparing to make a move on her, Miao Qing's guard was slightly lowered, and her tensed body gradually relaxed.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, she glared at Qin Hai, her cheeks puffed out in anger. This scumbag had brutally taken her virginity, ruining her life; she was now doomed to spend the rest of her days with him. She hadn't even questioned him about it, yet now he had the gall to question her—it was just too much.
On the other hand, Qin Hai was also plagued with a headache upon seeing Miao Qing's demeanor.
He softened his tone, speaking as gently as he could, "I know you're upset too. Actually, what happened last time was not intentional, and I hope you can understand that."
Miao Qing huffed and turned her head away.
