As An Xiaxia watched in astonishment, Mu Li stumbled down the stairs. Panic-stricken, she looked over her shoulder a few times, but never once did she… stop running.
Downstairs, Qi Yanxi's driver was waiting for her, and was curious to see her come out like this. "Xiao Mu, are you alright?"
Mu Li only chuckled. "I'm fine. I was just startled by a cockroach."
"Oh, I see." The driver took her word for it. He then remembered the task their young master had given them and asked attentively, "Have you delivered the gift as Young Master asked?"
Mu Li's heart hardened at the thought of that and the expression on her face turned cold. "I have. Please take me back now."
"Sure."
An Xiaxia, don't blame me.
You had it coming.
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Upstairs, An Xiaxia's face was streaked with tears.
Critical situations like this would make anyone flustered.
