"Ding dong"
The abrupt doorbell rang, interrupting Qiao Zhaoyue's pleasant mood.
She furrowed her brows and walked toward the entrance.
As soon as the door opened, Su Ruoyan, all smiles, stood outside, "Sister Qiao, good morning."
Qiao Zhaoyue gave her a glance and said indifferently, "What are you doing here?"
She had already warned Su Ruoyan to stop bothering her.
Biting her lip, Su Ruoyan pleaded in a woeful tone, "Sister Qiao, I was drunk that day and said some ugly things... Can you forgive me?"
Her voice got lower and lower until she was almost choking up.
"What does your drinking have to do with me?" Qiao Zhaoyue remained unmoved.
"Last night... it was Ayu who brought me back. Ayu said you're a good person, I shouldn't have been nasty to you, please don't be mad at me," Su Ruoyan was on the verge of tears.
