Seeing that Jian An'an had exploded instantly before he could even finish his sentence, Li Shaoting felt a sharp, throbbing pain in his temples.
He gazed steadily at Jian An'an, profound helplessness in his eyes. "An'an, you've misunderstood what I meant. Let me finish speaking first."
Jian An'an leaned against the head of the bed, folding her arms across her chest, and looked at Li Shaoting with calm amusement, as if waiting to see what excuses he could possibly come up with.
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