When he heard the words 'love letter,' Jiachi's expression froze.
"Don't mention this matter anymore. I've returned it to you intact." Yao Jiachi had a silly look on his face. He was neither anxious nor angry, like a person without a temper.
"Then, let me treat you to a meal. You won't lose a piece of meat for that!" Yang Jiaoyue pouted angrily, looking as if she was determined to have lunch with Yao Jiachi.
Jian Ai watched from the side and thought to herself, 'This girl is quite magnanimous. Not only was she not angry that Jiachi returned her love letter, but it also looked like her firepower increased?'
"No." Yao Jiachi was even more direct than Yang Jiaoyue. His rejection was straightforward and succinct.
"Hey! Yao Jiachi, you're not giving me face!" Yang Jiaoyue widened her eyes in disbelief.
She was not even angry when he returned the love letter. She even insisted on treating him to a meal, but he did not appreciate it at all.
