Mu Liang noticed too, the injury on her wrist was from the last time she bit him, and the other hand, wrapped in white gauze, still bore traces of fresh blood. Both the wound on her wrist and the one in her palm were because of her.
"Let go of me!" Qiao Xia struggled to break free from him hastily.
"You..."
"Mr. Mu is going to get married, and if your precious fiancée saw us tugging and pulling like this, and it upset her, I couldn't bear your blame." Qiao Xia's smile carried a hint of estrangement.
"Qiao Xia, what the hell is wrong with you, forcing me to make a choice right now, if it weren't for..." If it weren't for your aggressive demands, that day, he wouldn't have hit her.
"I have no problem, just seeing the reality clearly," Qiao Xia said, looking at Mu Liang with a cold smile. "As for you, Mr. Mu, you've been keeping your distance from me from the beginning, and now you're pretending to care about me. What's wrong with you?"
