Situ Xuan stood there, neither overly enthusiastic nor lacking in the maturity and demeanor of a seasoned man. He simply smiled and spoke warmly, "You're welcome."
No sooner had he spoken those words than Yu Zexiao's eyes darkened, and without another word, he reached out and pinched the tender flesh at her waist.
Ouch! Jian Anning almost screamed out loud, turning back to glare at him fiercely. Yu Zexiao, however, remained expressionless and simply said, "Let's go."
Situ Xuan, as if he hadn't heard, smiled at her and said, "I'm sorry that because of me, your clothes got dirty. Would I have the honor of accompanying you to buy clothes tomorrow? Consider it an apology."
His voice was deep and even, unhurried and serious, making it seem as if he really had her best interests at heart.
Feeling even guiltier, Jian Anning said, "How could I allow that? After all, I was the one who got you involved. We were both unfairly scolded by those two people."
