In her mind, Mu Jingnan's words uncontrollably echoed—
"If Miss Qiao is willing to come forward..."
Qiao An, in agony, covered her head, "Stop talking, I told you to stop talking!"
Stop talking!
Stop swaying her resolve.
It's none of her business, really none of her business...
It was Mu Jingxi who did wrong, and he himself must admit his guilt.
Slumping down powerlessly, Qiao An hugged herself tightly, her head deeply buried in her knees.
Xia Lin stood at the bedroom door, holding his breath and listening intently to the movements inside, worried about her having an accident, he anxiously knocked on the door: "Miss Qiao, are you alright?"
After a long while, Qiao An's voice finally came from the bedroom, "I'm fine."
Xia Lin stood guard at the door until he heard the footsteps start and gradually fade away, then he finally relaxed.
Miss Qiao is not without feelings for Major Mu.
But why does she resist him so much?
