Qiao Zhiyi barely finished her breakfast, wishing she could sprout wings and fly away from this troublesome place.
In just the span of one breakfast, she fully understood what it meant to be in deep distress.
Shi Jingzhou, that pretender, kept insisting on feeding her, offering her dishes, and even wiping the corners of her mouth... Some tenderness was really not meant for her to experience.
Shi Lanting sat opposite her, looking as if she wished she could devour her, making it an incredibly tense and fearful situation to be in.
"I'll take you," Shi Jingzhou got up as she did, taking her hand and twisting her purse into his grasp.
Qiao Zhiyi could not muster a smile, "No need, I can drive myself."