Su Xiaomo had never seen this fierce side of him. Cowering in a corner, she felt her eyes go blurry from her tears. She then gingerly tugged his sleeve. "Cutie, don't be angry. You don't look as pretty this way."
He Jiayu pushed her away, feeling that he had done the most preposterous thing.
He must have lost his mind to take Su Xiaomo to see his mother!
"Why are you angry?" Su Xiaomo snuffled. "Are you tired from beating up those bad men? Next time, I – I'll help you! I know how to throw punches, too!" She waved her fists and smiled brightly at He Jiayu.
He Jiayu covered her eyes. He didn't want to see that unsullied look in them, for it would only highlight how filthy his life was.
"I don't need your help. Just stop liking me. Promise me, Su Xiaomo. You're such a nice girl and you deserve someone better. I'll forget all about your confession of love and if you like Qi Yanxi, I can help you get him."
