Leaving the consultation room, Xin Xiaoxiao finally got close to Xiang Yiqing, their arms brushing against each other, she looked down at the mousse cake in his hand and confidently asked, "Did Qiu Yang buy this cake for you?"
Xiang Yiqing nodded, "Yeah."
"Looks like you want to rekindle the old flame with her." Xin Xiaoxiao smiled ambiguously.
Xiang Yiqing stopped walking, stared at Xin Xiaoxiao with a dark expression, "I haven't had lunch yet; I still have a chance to back out."
Not even three sentences in, she started teasing him.
Xin Xiaoxiao ignored his threat, giving him a sidelong glance, "If you don't want to rekindle the old flame with her, why won't you let me have the cake?"
There was a hint of displeasure in her tone that she wasn't aware of.
She finished speaking and raised her chin, looking very high and mighty.
Xiang Yiqing said, "It's just a piece of cake."
