He spoke, then directly shielded An Ziqi as they entered the passageway, no longer paying attention to those reporters.
"The media just loves to grab attention. Why bother with them?" An Ziqi whispered against his chest.
With the way he threatened people today, who knows how those media outlets will write nonsense once they return.
Xiao Moli pressed his lips together, "I don't like to hear them talk like that."
Regarding the past events, he always felt guilty towards An Ziqi. He wouldn't let her endure even the slightest grievance, not even media gossip.
An Ziqi knew exactly what he was thinking, "I understand your intentions, and that's enough for me."
All those things were long past, and she didn't care anymore. She only wanted to live peacefully with Xiao Moli. Whatever others said didn't matter to her.
