Completely putting on an air of arrogance.
Absolute confidence.
Of course, the big shot has every reason to be confident.
Ye Xisi chuckled lightly and made a gesture, "OK, OK."
The tense standoff between the two young men seemed to ease somewhat.
Xiyan felt deeply relieved.
When leaving with Ou Jue, Qiao Qianmo still maintained her pitiful posture, slumped on the ground, sobbing into her hands.
As they passed her, Ou Jue paused slightly in his step, his gaze fixed ahead, his voice low, "Aren't you going to get up?"
Qiao Qianmo's sobs abruptly halted. She raised her face to look at the aloof young man, her tone filled with evident surprise, "Are you concerned about me?"
Regrettably, the young man remained calm, his eyes still fixed forward, not sparing her even a glance as he mocked, "I just don't want someone holding the title as my cousin to embarrass themselves in public."
After speaking, he left along with Xiyan.
Xiyan turned her head back to glance...
