"Apart from our agreed therapy sessions, I have no responsibility for you at other times," Qin Mengying replied.
Ou Mingxuan grinned slyly, "I don't think your intention was to drive me to this dire situation under my mom's pressure, but since you failed to clearly convey your message, I'm now homeless. Shouldn't you be accountable for that?"
Qin Mengying pondered, "So what do you want?"
"Even Jun Zeyuan was bought off by my mom. You're the only person I can turn to now," Ou Mingxuan answered with an air of self-righteousness.
"It's not convenient for me to take you in."
Ou Mingxuan raised an eyebrow, "Is there a man inside?"
"No," Qin Mengying replied expressionlessly.
"Then why is it inconvenient? Rest assured, I'm not interested in you at all!" Ou Mingxuan assured leisurely.
"Are you sure you want to go in?" Qin Mengying asked.
"Of course, I'm sure!"
"Okay then."
Qin Mengying opened the door.
Ou Mingxuan hobbled inside, and the next second, he screamed and retreated.
