The young girl froze, her face turning unsightly.
So she had been in fervent love with him for so long, and he couldn't even remember her name?
Feeling unwilling to accept this, she took another step forward, her voice carrying a sob.
"Brother Qi, you don't remember my name? I'm Little Jiao, remember? You said you liked me..."
Rubbing his head vigorously, Wu Qing glanced at Sun Qing, who was watching with an amused and cold-eyed stare. He felt an overwhelming urge to burrow into a hole and hide. However, he knew he couldn't run away. If he didn't handle this situation well today, it would inevitably lead to a fallout. And if he really did run off, he would probably ruin any chance with Sun Qing.
Damn it, what a mess this was!
Feeling stifled, he came up with a plan.
With a crooked smile, he looked wicked, "Little Jiao, how about this? I'll make some arrangements for you?"
With tear-filled eyes, Little Jiao asked softly.
"Arrange what?"
