Shi Jingzhou felt for the first time that Qiao Zhiyi was a fundamentally stubborn woman.
She was not without temper, but she could endure quite a lot.
Thinking about how she and Han Ling had cooperated in perfect harmony to perform such a dangerous operation on Ah Gui, he felt somewhat uncomfortable inside.
In her eyes, he was certainly no match for Han Ling.
How strange, why did he even think about comparing himself to Han Ling? He simply didn't care how she saw him.
Just as he was about to close the door, his gaze fell upon her face, weary with fatigue.
He walked out, bent down, and picked her up.
"What are you doing?" Qiao Zhiyi was startled.
Shi Jingzhou carried her into the room and set her down on the sofa.
"Don't look at me as if I'm going to do something to you, I'm not interested in you." Shi Jingzhou kept a good distance from her, his face full of disgust.
