"You're always warning me not to bother Jiang Qimeng. Haven't you ever thought that I'm just protecting myself?" Jian Xi continued to rub salt into Si Yuhuan's wounds, her voice filled with grievance.
It seems he isn't head over heels in love with Jiang Qimeng after all; there's a touch of rationality to him.
Si Yuhuan's handsome face darkened, and he was unable to utter a single word.
DING-DONG.
The doorbell rang.
Chu Xiao had arrived.
"TSK TSK, it looks like you have guests at home. I've come at a bad time, haven't I?"
Si Yuhuan's dark eyes narrowed. "Who are you calling a guest?"
Chu Xiao spread his hands. "If a young lady lives alone and you come over as a visitor, aren't you a guest?"
Si Yuhuan's face stiffened, and his eyes, burning with flames of anger, looked as if they wanted to devour him.
Chu Xiao, seemingly oblivious to the tension, took a seat between them. "Jian Xi, we agreed to meet CEO Liu today. You can't stand him up."
