When her adoptive father passed away, he had told Cen Xi to never touch a crossbow again.
Indeed, it had been a few years since she touched it. She had even prepared a speech to reject Uncle Bai Wei. However, when she saw Qiao Sen in the photo, she hesitated.
Cen Xi bit her lips. "Let me think about it."
Bai Wei put away the photo. He knew what Cen Xi was like. She was like her adoptive father and they would never tell anyone about things they shouldn't say, even if it cost them their lives.
Bai Wei stared at Cen Xi, noting a scab on her left earlobe, like she had been bitten.
"Does Xiao Ci have a boyfriend already?"
Seeing that Bai Wei was staring at her earlobe, Cen Xi recalled what happened between Qiao Sen and her. A flush appeared on her fair cheeks and ears unconsciously.
"N-No. I only met a weird person. Don't worry, Uncle Bai, I can still protect myself properly."
