Quan Ke's face turned red, her neck stiffened, "In your dreams!"
"Tsk." Ji Qilin snickered with a change from his usually gentle demeanor, "Then keep your noise down around me, Quan Ke. The past, I could remember it for a lifetime."
Quan Ke was at a loss for words, and after a long while, she muttered in frustration, "I didn't even know that doll was a gift from your sister... sigh, can I just say I'm sorry, and have another one custom-made exactly like it for you? Still want it in Barbie pink?"
Ji Qilin: "..."
"No need."
"Fine, forget it then, I'm not that bored."
There was an awkward silence between the two, neither spoke.
Quan Ke, utterly frustrated, played with her phone—she was so angry she could order ten thousand right now!
Make them in every color of the rainbow and let him choose!
Outside, milk tea was served on the first floor, and after Ji Tian came out, Shen Zhiyi followed her.
