You Can't Be Jealous of Her

Qiao Anxin's expression stiffened.

She bit her lip, about to cry.

Mo Yesi didn't give her any face.

Qiao Anxin had never met such a man.

Men would always have some tender feelings for women.

Besides Mo Yesi, no one else would treat her so coldly.

"Anxin, didn't you say you were going to show off a little tonight? Come with me to the kitchen. It's getting late, it's time to prepare dinner." Lin Huizhen quickly tried to smooth things over and dragged Qiao Anxin towards the kitchen.

…

In the kitchen.

Lin Huizhen closed the door and frowned. "Anxin, what's wrong with you? Didn't I tell you not to be anxious? Can't you control yourself?"

"Mom, what's wrong with me? I was just pouring him a cup of tea." Qiao Anxin was aggrieved. "Didn't you say that he likes obedient and pure women? But he just said that I'm a clown.

"He laughed at me!"