"Mr. Andre, I'm not on good terms with Qiao Jiaying. If you visit me, she'll get angry. Hurry up and leave!" Jian Xi urged.
If Nan Mufeng came back and saw this, he would surely get jealous. And the consequences of his jealousy were taking advantage of her!
"Miss Jianxi, so you're worried about Qiao Jiaying," Andre realized. "Actually, I haven't known her long, so you needn't worry."
"Uh..."
"I've seen many gold-diggers like Qiao Jiaying."
"..."
"But you, Miss Jianxi, are different. You seem so pure, as if you're not of this world."
Jian Xi couldn't help but choke on her saliva, "Cough cough cough..."
To say she was not of this world!
She was someone who walked out of the bloody hell!
"Miss Jianxi, are you alright?" Andre ran over exaggeratedly, nervously reaching out to pat Jian Xi's back to ease her cough.
Bang!
A door sound, the bathroom door opened. A tall man, wrapped in a towel, walked out.
