We're Still Fighting (2)

It was at that moment that her suspicions of Yin Shaojie having another motive for getting close to her were confirmed. All the guys in the past had racked their brains just to amuse her. No one had been cold like Yin Shaojie.

However, people were simply like this: The more someone did not care for oneself, the more one would care for them.

Mu Xiaoxiao noticed how he avoided Xichuan Qianling and smirked.

Luckily, he did not let that woman touch him or she would be beyond jealous.

"Ou Ming!" She leaped forwards delightedly towards Yin Shaojie and hugged his arm intimately.

Calling him by a strange name did make her feel weird, though.

But it didn't matter so long he was Yin Shaojie.

Yin Shaojie pulled his hand away. There was a sense of alienation as he distanced himself from her.

"My apologies. I'm busy right now, no matter what you came to me for," he said mildly as though he were talking to an ordinary friend.