Jing yi you are angry?

Her tone was rather bad, but Xu Anran's heart was warm. He jumped up with his two feet and stepped on Guan Jingyi's expensive, handmade jacket.

They had always said that they were sincere, but at times, Guan Jingyi really felt like his sincerity towards this little girl was f * cking eaten by dogs.

Xu Anran's finger gently touched the finger that Guan Jingyi was hanging by her side, as she carefully tried to curry favor with him. "Brother Yi, don't be angry."

Guan Jingyi coldly snorted, looked at Xu Anran in the eye and said: "You still know that I'm angry?"

It was an undisguised mockery, and Xu Anran wasn't stupid, so how could she not recognize it?

Seeing Xu Anran not saying a word, Guan Jingyi asked again: "Tan Qiuxu is that important to you, with just a word from him, you can abandon all of your promises to me, ignore everything else, and be eager to run over to his side?"