Qiao Jing's words comforted Cao Feiyu greatly; he knew that Qiao Jing wouldn't easily fall for someone else.
Could this be considered a consolation after a failed confession?
Cao Feiyu looked at Qiao Jing's ethereally beautiful face and gave a bitter smile as he shook his head.
"Xiao Jingjing, won't you really consider me? I think I'm quite decent."
"I won't consider it." Qiao Jing's refusal was as straightforward as ever.
Cao Feiyu felt the icy stares landing on his back, and without needing to look back, he knew it was Zhan Qipei watching him.
Not fearing death, Cao Feiyu turned his head and glared back at Zhan Qipei.
Merely glaring wasn't enough, he strode up to Zhan Qipei, "Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you're the big boss of the Zhan Family. You and Qiao Jing are not suited; stay away from her."