Sore Spot

"Miss Qin, I'm really sorry. Xu Jiao didn't mean that. Don't misunderstand."

After all, Qin Xi was a guest invited by the old man. Xu Haisheng had to respect her. Besides, it was indeed Xu Jiao who was in the wrong.

Just as he was thinking this, he heard Xu Linfeng mock without hesitation.

"Xu Jiao, why are you making things difficult for Miss Qin? Besides, Miss Qin is an esteemed guest invited by Grandpa, but you want to use her. Fortunately, Miss Qin is a magnanimous person."

With every word Xu Linfeng said, Xu Jiao's face turned paler. She clenched the corner of her clothes tightly with tears welling up in her eyes.

"Brother Linfeng, that's not what I meant. I… I was just too anxious. I was too worried about Sister Wu." Her voice was soft and gentle with a hint of sobbing.

"Alright, stop crying. The guest is still here."

Elder Xu suddenly felt that Xu Jiao was not as naive as she looked on the surface. His eyes darkened slightly.