"Give her the egg."
Qiao Mo looked at Xie Qinghuan, who seemed a bit startled by his earlier words. Rarely silent, she took the egg.
After the group finished breakfast, Yan Yiheng left with a grim expression.
Qiao Mo exhaled softly and looked at Xie Qinghuan, asking, "What's the deal between you and him?"
"Who knows why he keeps hounding me like a madman." Xie Qinghuan lazily rested her chin in her hand.
"What about you?"
Xie Qinghuan froze for a moment. "Naturally, I avoid him as much as possible. But you know, people like that can't be offended too harshly, or you'll be the one to suffer."
Qiao Mo stayed silent; she was right.
Though Yan Yiheng and Fu Nancheng have different personalities, at their core, they're the same type of people.
Just like Qinghuan said, if Fu Nancheng refused to let go, she couldn't escape.
"Qinghuan, you..." Qiao Mo hesitated, wanting to say something but unsure of where to start.
Should she advise her to guard her heart?
