He didn't want to admit it was his own fault. He glanced at Duan Xi next to her and put all the blame on him.
"..." Jiaojiao.
Her head was hurting badly, and she regretted it so much that she wished she could go back to when she was six years old and beat herself up for giving Jiang Xun a pen!
Why did she have to be so troublesome back then? Why give a pen as a return gift when there were so many other options!
Jiaojiao's head was aching terribly, and she really didn't want to accept it. However, there were many people present, both her classmates in the booth behind and the guests coming and going around, all looking at her, making her unable to say the words of refusal.
She sighed and was just about to take it when Duan Xi's hand reached over.
