What a little thing that makes one both love and angry.
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Mu Family Residence, Main Building.
The hall was filled with the rich aroma of tea.
Mu Jingxi sat upright on the sofa, his spirits drained from the past few days, making him look increasingly haggard and exhausted.
His eyes were frighteningly bloodshot.
Zhou Junyi took a sip of her tea, "Where's Little Nuomi?"
"Back in A Country."
"What's going on between you and Qiaoqiao?"
Mu Jingxi's thin lips were tightly pressed together, his mind somewhat dazed, so much so that he didn't hear Zhou Junyi's question clearly.
Not until Zhou Junyi repeated the question did his eyes shift slightly, and he hoarsely replied, "It's nothing."
"Nothing? And you still want to hide it from me?"
Zhou Junyi was very angry.
Because both she and Mu Chongming were very busy, they couldn't stay at the residence every day, so it wasn't until now that she learned Mu Jingxi and Qiao An had a fight.
It seemed to be quite serious.
