What on earth is this thing?
Why is it so bitter?
Jiang Chengsi turned around, pulling a towel to dry his hair.
Still seated in the chair, Si Qingxiao was stunned for several seconds, then stood up, staring at his back, "Jiang Chengsi—"
"Hm?" Jiang Chengsi was intentionally teasing her; if he were truly angry, he wouldn't have invited her out to meet, would have blocked and deleted her entirely, pretending to never have known her.
Unexpectedly, when he turned around and saw her looking so serious, he thought to himself:
Damn, seems like I went too far.
"It's not that I'm cautious of you or deliberately guarding against you; I don't have that intention. Actually, as someone from the Si Family, I'm quite scared."
"I know you and the You Family have always been at odds; if you knew You Hongxian is my uncle, you might avoid me."
