"Xie Qikan, do you remember that we have ethics, a pact between us?"
Originally, Yuan Xiaoxiao wanted to ignore Xie Qikan, but she realized she hadn't mastered the ability to remain aloof, especially when he was standing right in front of her. Pretending not to see him was simply impossible.
The petite Yuan Xiaoxiao placed her chopsticks on the rim of her bowl, stood up, and glared angrily at Xie Qikan. Her clear eyes were clearly tinged with a bit of mist, especially with her skin that was so transparent and soft. At the moment, her delicate brows were slightly red, and even the corners of her eyes were a bit swollen. It was obvious that the little girl had been crying.
"What's wrong with me?"
