Qiao Chuchu definitely won't forgive him.
She can take advantage of it.
But she never calculated that Fu Ziqian would actually stand by and do nothing. Fu Ziqian... how could he be so heartless?
Qiao Bing looked at Fu Ziqian while crying, feeling genuinely helpless against this man. Her usual little tricks were totally ineffective in front of Fu Ziqian.
"Do you really dislike me that much?" Qiao Bing asked tearfully.
Fu Ziqian nodded: "Yes, really, very much."
Another cut on Qiao Bing's heart.
Qiao Bing looked at the indifferent Fu Ziqian, crying as she ran away.
Disgust and impatience flashed in Fu Ziqian's eyes... If Qiao Bing continued to pester him, he wouldn't be polite.
After a while, Qiao Chuchu emerged from the water, seeing Fu Ziqian sitting on the rock, swimming over to him, and coming out of the water.
Water trickled down her smooth skin, and in the sunlight, those droplets glistened attractively.
