The car slowly stopped and the man beside her finally spoke. Although his voice sounded a little cold, she could tell that he was concerned about her.
"How's your leg? Is it healed now? What did the doctor say?"
Qiao Mianmian turned around and smiled at him. "You're finally willing to talk to me? Does this mean that you're not angry with me anymore?"
Mo Yesi frowned. "Why should I be angry with you?"
"Aren't you?" Qiao Mianmian didn't answer him. "You didn't say a word to me when I got into the car. You didn't even ask me what I ate for dinner, whether I had fun, or what I did today.
"You always help me buckle my seatbelt every time we get into the car, but you didn't do it today.
"You're not even angry. What should I do to make you angry?"
Mo Yesi said, "Since you know, do you know why I'm angry?"
"I think so." Qiao Mianmian bit her lip and asked softly, "Did you see me on the trending list today? Was it because of Gong Zeli?"
