"You think you can just tell me to go with you and I'll do it?" Ning Xixi struggled like a cat with its fur puffed up, thrashing her arms and legs.
Qiao Nancheng became more flustered as he tried to speak, "You—you misunderstood, it's not what you—think…"
A cold and forceful gaze swept over him, "This is my business with Ning Xixi. There's no need for you to explain!"
Qiao Nancheng faltered, his eyes lowered, his determined jawline tensed tightly.
"What are you looking at? Move aside!" At his command, the crowd scattered like the tide, and Ji Yebai lifted Ning Xixi onto his shoulder with a bent knee, walking out expressionlessly.
"Hey, hey, Ji Yebai, put me down..."
Ignoring the girl's cries, Ji Yebai strode to the parking lot carrying her.
He roughly threw Ning Xixi into the back seat, his tall and warm body immediately covering hers.
"Explain, I'm listening."
His voice was cold, as if it had turned into frost, filling the entire car.
