Luo Ling sat uneasily on the sofa, waiting for a long time until Qiao Si came downstairs.
She thought he would come down in his robe, but when she looked up at him, he was already fully dressed, although it wasn't a formal suit, it was still attire for meeting guests outside.
Seeing him change his clothes to come down and meet her, it was evident that he wasn't just ordinarily aloof with her. Although they had grown up together, why was he so cold and distant toward her? What exactly made him despise her so?
"What do you want?"
Qiao Si sat on the opposite sofa with an aloof expression, speaking as if he were discussing business.
"Ah Si, I'm really in a bind, that's why I've come to you for help. You have to help me."
