&Quot; Xiaoxiao ... &Quot; han qiqing looked at Yin Shaojie and was worried about mu Xiaoxiao, so she quickly followed him.
Mu Xiaoxiao's face darkened. She walked over to the office and pushed the door open subconsciously.
Of course, he still couldn't push it away.
She leaned against the door and lowered her little face.
"Xiaoxiao? What's wrong with you?" Han qiqing lowered her head, wanting to see her expression.
Mu Xiaoxiao wiped her tears with the back of her hand. She pursed her lips and didn't say anything.
"Xiaoxiao? Are you crying?" Han qiqing asked worriedly.
Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head slightly, but her voice was obviously choked. &Quot; I'm just ... Very messy ... Very annoying ... &Quot; she said.
It was all her fault.
She was the one who valued sex over her father and only cared about being sweet with Yin Shaojie. She had forgotten her promise with her father and had forgotten it completely.
Mu Xiaoxiao hated herself for the first time.