Qiao An retracted her gaze from the horizon and glanced at him faintly, "Why have you come back?"
Wasn't there something you had to do at Han Palace?
His quick return was somewhat strange.
Mu Jingxi's lips curled into a hint of a smile as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder, leaning her head against his own, "I suddenly missed you, so I came back."
"Liar."
"I'm not lying to you."
"It must have been Little Cutie who said something to you, right?"
Mu Jingxi let out a low chuckle, "Mm, Qiaoqiao is really sharp."
The incident involving Ji Qingxin was fermenting with the broadcast of the news.
If not stopped in time, it would only escalate.
By then, it would probably be tough to bring to a close.
"Mu Jingxi, why do you think Ji Qingxin didn't run away?"
He had already withdrawn all the guards watching Ji Qingxin; if she chose to flee the country at that moment, it wasn't impossible.
But she didn't, and stayed in Beijing instead.
