Elson was very romantic, when he sent her back, he hugged her gently, considerate and gentlemanly, "Miss Qiao Xia, cheer up, divorce is a small matter, you can still find a better destiny, for instance, you could consider me."
Qiao Xia chuckled lightly, and Elson kissed her cheek politely, "Good night."
"Good night."
As soon as Elson left, Qiao Xia turned around and bumped into Mu Liang, who was standing at the hotel entrance with a gloomy face, his gaze coldly watching her. Qiao Xia's heart clenched, and with the evening breeze, there was an indescribable chill.
Mu Liang walked up step by step, expressionless, "Who is that man?"
"He saved me," Qiao Xia said. "When I knew nothing and faced danger, he once saved me and was injured because of it."
"So you're throwing yourself into his arms?" Mu Liang scoffed coldly.