Finally, Qiao Muyun broke the silence.
"Let's have dinner together tonight," Qiao Muyun said, his dark green icy eyes flickered over her face.
Tonight? Uh, tonight I still have to accompany Qiao Junlie to the opera... but this is Brother Qiao Muyun coming back after recovery, how can I refuse?
Seeing Zi Ruoxi hesitating to speak, he couldn't bear to see her troubled.
"Zi Ruoxi, I was just casually suggesting, I don't mind. If you have plans, then forget it," Qiao Muyun said calmly, his vivid eyes dimmed, for some reason he said those words, "You... don't need to worry too much about me. I've gotten used to loneliness."
As soon as he said it, he regretted it.
"I'm sorry, I misspoke. Don't misunderstand," Qiao Muyun hastily covered up, but no matter how he tried to conceal it, he couldn't hide the desolation and disappointment in his eyes.
