Wen Meimei's heart skipped a beat. Why was Qiao, the King of Hell, asking that? What did it mean?
Boarding at school was a decision she had considered for a long time, for a few simple reasons:
One, she didn't want to see Qiao, the King of Hell, every day;
Two, the internet at Qiaohao Garden was cut off every night after 10 p.m., and she couldn't stand living without the internet;
Three, school was more fun, and besides, Tangguo's house was very close to school.
All things considered, she could hardly find any reason to go back home to live.
With that thought, Wen Meimei was even more resolute in her choice, nodding, "I am absolutely certain I want to board at school."
Qiao Chengxun's cool gaze became pensive, and a small flame of agitation began to burn uncontrollably inside him.
Damn woman, was she deliberately opposing him?!
However, due to the presence of others, he restrained himself from an outburst and said gravely, "Reasons."