Jiang Nanshu couldn't fathom Lu Qingyan's attitude. Ordinarily, he was quite easy to appease and even-tempered, but now she couldn't see through him at all.
"Not on purpose, oh, no matter how I explain it, it's not right. If I can't make it right, then forget it, let's break up!"
Lu Qingyan's body tensed imperceptibly.
After a long moment, he hugged her back, his head lowered, his chin resting on the hollow of her shoulder, "Don't make me worry, I almost called the police."
"I'm sorry... I didn't know you'd be so anxious because I disappeared," Jiang Nanshu said softly, "I know my mistake, I'll respond to you the second I get your messages from now on."
Lu Qingyan only tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Okay."
Jiang Nanshu released him, her lips curving up into a beautiful arch, "Good boy."
This issue seemed temporarily resolved with Lu Qingyan's compromise.
