Mu Yunlie's sleepiness completely dissipated.
Yan Qianyi glared at him fiercely, her lips tightly pursed, feeling both angry and aggrieved, her eyes gradually reddening.
She truly felt aggrieved now.
If it weren't for that woman, everything would have happened naturally, and she could have accepted it.
But now she couldn't!
Seeing tears about to spill from her eyes, Mu Yunlie somewhat frantically cupped her face. He frowned and said softly, almost uncharacteristically, "I'm sorry, don't cry, I'll be responsible for you."
While speaking, he tried to kiss away the tears at the corner of her eyes, but she turned her head away.
Taking a deep breath forcefully, Yan Qianyi lifted her chin and blinked her eyes, holding back her tears.
After slightly adjusting her emotions, she regained her calm, "We're all adults, and since it has happened, no one needs to be responsible for anyone. Let's just pretend nothing happened."
