"You still dare to negotiate with me?"
"Hmph, if you don't talk, then I won't talk either." Qianmo crossed her arms proudly, tilting her petite chin upward.
Xiyan felt utterly speechless. When Qianmo came to "talk" to me earlier, her personality wasn't this "soft and adorable" at all.
Was I interacting with a fake Qianmo earlier…?
Ou Jue's features tightened. "If you don't want me to lose my temper with you, apologize now. This is the last time I'm saying it."
"Enough, enough, the misunderstanding is already cleared up anyway," Xiyan finally spoke.
Qianmo glanced at Ou Jue, pouting slightly but still walking forward. She gave a small bow to Xiyan. "I'm sorry about what I said to you earlier. I didn't mean it."
Uh… Xiyan replied politely, "It's fine."
"Alright, I've apologized now, okay?" Qianmo shot a glance at Ou Jue, blinking her eyes cutely.
Then she plopped herself onto the sofa. "I'm exhausted! Brother Ou Jue, go wash some cherries for me!"
