She Didn’t Need Him To Be Responsible

He picked up his phone and looked at it. It was a text from Xian Guiying.

Qin Gengxin paused, pulled his hand from his forehead, and immediately unlocked his phone.

'Take care of my daughter. Don't let her run away.'

When Qin Gengxin saw her message, he immediately sat up straight.

It was clear that Xian Guiying had long guessed that he lived on the other side.

Qin Gengxin wanted to reply, but after tapping the screen, he pressed the delete button repeatedly.

Finally, he tossed the phone to the side and raised his hand to rub his forehead.

The text message was from a woman who did not give him any chance to reply normally. 

He thought for a moment, then picked up his phone again. 

Damn, at the moment, why should he care about his face?

Since she sent this message, it meant she wasn't so disgusted with his presence. Furthermore, she didn't appear as angry as when he was in the shop.