"Then just say it plainly. Whether it's unbearable or not, I'll decide." Qiao Muyun said bluntly, his tone hard, no longer the gentle demeanor from before.
Zi Ruoxi's eyes hardened as did her heart. Since that's the case, she might as well tell him.
"Brother Qiao Muyun, are you upset with me? Did I really do something worth your anger? I just spoke up for you, said a few words about your brother, and you couldn't take it. Brother Qiao Muyun, if you want to know the truth, then please be prepared." Zi Ruoxi said tactfully, her tone no longer ambiguous.
"...…" Qiao Muyun didn't reply, but the obvious heaviness on his face revealed his displeasure. Especially recently, his relationship with Qiao Junlie had just been mended. He cherished their brotherly bond deeply and couldn't tolerate anyone insulting or slandering such a rare familial tie. But, ironically, the one speaking these words was the woman both he and his brother dearly loved, Zi Ruoxi.
