The two of them suddenly got so engrossed in talking about coconuts that even Huo Leiting was surprised at how well they were getting along now.
He glanced back at Li Beijue's face sitting there, being ignored, with his temple twitching, and felt even more headache.
He had never seen anyone as clueless as Kim Zhixuan. Does she really believe Miss Chi when she says they haven't quarreled? Can't she see how sour Beijue's face is?
That's what he thought, but he didn't bother to remind the chattering people.
Instead, he moodily curved the corner of his mouth, showing a rare hint of a smile.
Does this mean that maybe this woman really doesn't like Beijue anymore now?
If that's the case, no matter Beijue's mood, his mood is good.
He leisurely leaned back against the back of the chair, stretched out his long legs, sitting stably, as if he couldn't sense the air filled with rolling cold air conditioning.
