Chapter 419: I Don't Want It, Who Cares

Wen Meimei frowned, suddenly turned around, and gasped with urgent breath, "Let go, I don't want to talk to you!"

Her body suddenly staggered, only to be tightly wrapped in a pair of strong arms, a faint masculine fragrance assaulted her nose, and all she could see in front of her was a pristine white shirt.

"Have you had enough?" the man's husky voice sounded as if it carried pain.

Wen Meimei sniffed her nose but did not respond.

She tried to struggle, but the man had no intention of letting her go.

"I haven't had many birthdays myself, Sisi was alive for only one, never had any before that, nor afterward, how do you want to celebrate? I have no experience."

"Don't celebrate it, who cares."

Wen Meimei pushed hard against his chest, finally stepping back from the embrace of the man, and immediately glared up at him, her round face puffing with anger.

Qiao Chengxun reached out his hand, gently caressed the girl's cheek, "Meimei, I'm sorry."