Miao Qingqing nodded, "Fine, you saved my life, I won't hold it against you."
Miao Xuanxuan pouted her pretty lips, "But you didn't save my life. You just got me scolded by dad. That's what you owe me. You think a simple apology will settle it?"
The reactions of these two really disappointed Song Xiaodong. It was too natural; even if Miao Xuanxuan didn't want to let the matter go, it was with the attitude of seeking accountability, not at all what Song Xiaodong had hoped to see.
Which is to say, judging from their behavior, neither of them was the one from two years ago.
Miao Xuanxuan stood up, pointed a finger at Song Xiaodong's chest, "Hey, what's with that look? Not convinced? Do you have any idea how badly I got scolded, huh?"
"So what do you want?" Song Xiaodong squinted.
Miao Xuanxuan put her hands behind her back, walked in a circle around Song Xiaodong, "What do I want? Well… I haven't decided yet. I'll tell you when I do."
