How ridiculous.
It's as if she actually set out to seduce Ye Han.
Such a dirty mind, seeing filth everywhere.
"With your capabilities, dealing with Chen Min is more than enough."
There she was, hiding behind Ye Han like a little white rabbit, waiting for his protection.
The sight was truly an eyesore.
Mu Jingxi didn't want to think about why he suddenly felt angry, or why he disliked seeing her hiding behind Ye Han.
"You think too highly of me."
Qiao An angrily pushed him away, "In your eyes, I, Qiao An, can take on ten by myself, completely needless of protection. Only Ji Qingxin is the delicate Little Baihua, who could get bent over by a gust of wind, right?"
"So you're a Little White Flower?"
Mu Jingxi's eyes narrowed slightly, and the expression on his face clearly told her: you're not.
Qiao An spat, "I am not a Little White Flower."
With both hands guarding her chest, she trotted to the wardrobe, whooshed it open and searched for an outfit.