Xing Chen said calmly, "Stop it."
Qiao An's heart ached as tears of humiliation welled up in her eyes.
Xing Chen cared a lot about her first time.
Huo Xiaoran should actually care, right?
However, when she returned with his child, he was forced to accept her, right?
Qiao An suddenly felt very unconfident. This was not a good sign. She had never been easy to manipulate.
The man looked at Qiao An's dejected expression and quickly winked at Xing Xiaoya. "Xiaoya, lower your voice. Qiao An heard you."
Xing Chen suddenly felt uneasy. He suddenly looked up and was about to run out to chase after Qiao An when Xing Xiaoya suddenly grabbed his hand and threatened, "Brother Xing Chen, if you go to her, I'll die in front of you." She picked up the fruit knife beside her and pressed it to her neck.
Xing Chen was helpless. "Stop fooling around, Xiaoya. Qiao An isn't as strong as you think. What you just said hurts too much."
