Ye Xiao pursed her small mouth and furrowed her brows as her eyes suddenly bent in extreme aggrievement, looking at Qiao Si.
All was lost; she had been caught lying, and by the looks of it, the beauty appeared angered.
What to do, how to coax her.
Before Qiao Si had time to adjust to her sudden pitiable appearance, she had already timidly hidden behind him, her voice sweet as honey.
"Uncle, he's bullying me."
Ye Xiao hid behind Qiao Si, her arms wrapped around his arm, looking both pitiful and helpless as if tears would flow out the next second.
The crowd in the bar was left speechless.
If they hadn't just seen what this girl had done, they might actually believe she had suffered a great injustice.
Even though they clearly saw the contrast in her behavior, they couldn't bring themselves to dislike her; her pitiable appearance was just too endearing.
