"What did you say to Xu Lin today?"
Mu Liang said, "Just some harsh truths."
Usually, Mu Liang's "harsh truths" were quite cutting, and Qiao Xia had experienced it firsthand.
Qiao Xia said, "Today Meng Qian and I offended her, and probably quite badly; she has never been that angry before."
"You don't need to worry about her," Mu Liang stretched out his hand, naturally taking hers as they walked towards his car, "You only need to worry about me."
Qiao Xia stopped in her tracks, standing still.
Mu Liang simply pulled her forward, gently stuffing the dazed Qiao Xia into the car.
Qiao Xia's heart pounded uncontrollably, and even after the sports car had been driving for a while, it still thudded wildly. What exactly did Mu Liang mean?
A real flirt expert?
