"The literal meaning." Qiao An felt exhausted, her strength gradually draining away. She leaned her head against Mu Jingxi's shoulder and let out a hum, "Both of you, get out. Wait for the legal consequences."
Lai Qinghuan slowly lifted her head and suddenly started laughing, "Miss Qiao, I've come sincerely to apologize—and I've even knelt before you. You can hit me, punish me, curse me, whatever you want. I just hope you'll give me a chance to change."
"Why should I give you a chance?" Qiao An found it utterly ridiculous. "You broke the law—you ought to be punished by the law. Who do you think you are, believing you can disregard it?"
Lai Qinghuan lowered her gaze, remaining silent.
A slice of apple was held close to her lips, "I've tasted it—it's very sweet. Try a bite."
The man's deep voice carried a hint of tender affection.
Considering his gentle attentiveness, Qiao An took a bite. It was indeed very sweet.
"More."
Mu Jingxi chuckled softly and continued to feed her.
