It Was My Fault, I Was Sorry

He Xiyan did not know how to answer him. One of her hands was tugging the cushion on the sofa hard, and her heart was complicated to the extreme.

She was to blame for not thinking much before doing. Besides, she thought so simply that she made a mess of everything.

What was more, she did not expect that Mo Yixuan and Li Qin had never thought about discussing it in peace.

In short, it was her fault and she should not have gone to see them, or have gone to the restaurant without consulting with him. That was why it turned out to be so now.

"It's my fault, I'm sorry!" He Xiyan lowered her eyes. At this moment, she did not refute or defend herself. It was her own problem, which even made him feel bad.

Ye Hao sighed impatiently. Seeing her like this, anxious as well as angry, he pulled her into his arms suddenly and held her tightly with one arm.

Seeing this pitiful look on her face, he felt some kind of ache as well as anxiety in his heart.