Ji Huaishen led Mu Xiaocheng by the hand, walking ahead without saying a word.

Mu Xiaocheng, with her cheeks puffed out and head down, followed behind him reluctantly.

He held her hand tightly, knowing she was still angry, so he didn't dare to speak.

Yes.

I dare not.

He wasn't good at coaxing girls, and he was afraid that if he said anything, she would get even angrier.

He felt bad when he saw her almost crying.

It felt like something inside me was being squeezed.

pain.

In the midst of his emotional turmoil, his hand unconsciously tightened its grip a little more.

Mu Xiaocheng was in a lot of pain from his pinching.

But she kept biting her lip and didn't say a word.

She didn't want to talk to him.

The two remained frozen in place.

This was the first time Ji Huaishen had experienced an indescribable sense of powerlessness.

wrong.

It should be said that he only learned about a feeling of powerlessness after meeting Mu Xiaocheng.

Meng Zhixiang's clinic is located in a small town on the outskirts of the city. The air here is fresh and the atmosphere is lively.

But it was a cold wind blowing outside, and it was the dead of winter, so there were very few people on the street.

After walking for a while, Mu Xiaocheng suddenly stopped.

I don't want to leave.

Ji Huaishen stopped and finally turned around to look at her.

Mu Xiaocheng couldn't hold back any longer and looked up at him: "Don't you have anything to say?"

Her eyes were red and misty, making her look pitiful.

Seeing her like this, even if Ji Huaishen was still angry, it all vanished.

He suddenly pulled her into his arms, his voice low and hoarse: "I was wrong. I admit my mistake, okay?"

This tone is exactly like coaxing a child.

Gently and softly, the coldness and toughness that originally belonged to him vanished without a trace.

Upon hearing his apology, Mu Xiaocheng suddenly lost control and, without warning, bit his neck.

"Um."

Ji Huaishen groaned, his brows furrowed in pain.

But instead of pushing the person in his arms away, he held her even tighter.

It was as if he wanted to meld her into his own body.

Mu Xiaocheng didn't bite hard; she just gave it a punitive bite and then let go.

"Shall we go somewhere else?"

His deep, pleasant voice rang out again, his gaze piercing.

"don't want."

She answered decisively.

One bite is enough; she doesn't want to bite him anymore—it's too hard on her teeth.

Ji Huaishen rested his chin on the top of her head and said slowly, "I thought you wouldn't agree to Zhou Xinlan discussing cooperation with me."

"So, when I heard you say you didn't mind, I was angry."

"I felt like you didn't care about me, so I deliberately used Zhou Xinlan to make you angry. It was my fault for hurting my little friend."

His voice was sexy and magnetic, especially the last sentence, which sounded so sweet and warm to Mu Xiaocheng that she was completely captivated.

She gritted her teeth and said angrily, "I knew it, you were just trying to annoy me."

"Ji Huaishen".

She suddenly called his name.

Ji Huaishen subconsciously responded, "Hmm?"

Waiting for her to continue.

Mu Xiaocheng looked up at him, pouted, and said, "You're so despicable."

The despicable Mr. Ji: "..."

He wanted to say something in his defense, but then she suddenly said in a soft voice, "It's not that I don't care about you."

Her soft, sweet voice unexpectedly struck his heart.

The little girl in his arms lowered her head and continued, "She's from the Zhou family, I can't just reject her like that."

"I believe in you, Ji Huaishen."