"I said, it's none of your business." Qiao Xiaren replied coldly, and as she turned to leave, she felt herself being forcibly turned around, facing those now darkening eyes.
"Qiao Xiaren, is that the tone you use to speak to me?"
He thought his tone was calm, just asking her a question, but she reacted like a hedgehog desperately trying to stab him; had he ever done anything to hurt her?
This realization made him very uncomfortable.
At this moment, he didn't know this was just Qiao Xiaren's subconscious emotion and reaction. From childhood, her surroundings had made her habitually push everyone away.
After all, no one could possibly like her.
It was only then that Qiao Xiaren realized her defiant attitude might have already angered someone of such high standing, probably no one around him dared defy him?
But her nature was like that, she didn't understand compromise, didn't know how to please people.
