Qiao Qianmo pouted unhappily, "If I can't apologize, then what am I supposed to do?"
She had already apologized, and still it wasn't enough?
As the proud Miss Qiao, she had always been the one others fawned over. From childhood to adulthood, even if she caused a huge disaster, her parents always cleaned up her messes.
When had she ever said sorry to someone her own age?
Ou Mama's briefly calmed anger flared up again instantly because of Qiao Qianmo's attitude. "You tell me, what do you think should happen? Look at what you've caused—how someone else has ended up! And you don't even have a shred of remorse!"
…It was just a couple of mosquito bites, why make such a big fuss about it? Not like anyone died.
Thinking this to herself, Qiao Qianmo bit her lower lip and lowered her head.
"Anyway, I've already said sorry to you."
