The atmosphere in the living room turned quiet for a moment.
Qin Qingqing looked at Mo Ziye's handsome, calm demeanor, listening to him agree to her request without even discussing it with Shi Xi.
He made the decision for her.
Her heart inexplicably ached.
A dark shadow flashed across Mo Ziye's eyes as he shifted his gaze from her face to Shi Xi, whose face had turned pale.
He spoke calmly, "Shi Xi, since Qingqing has made a request, you should have your manager prepare for the press conference."
"Ziye."
Shi Xi called out in distress.
She was a celebrity, and one with a pure image at that.
How could he agree to such a request just because Qin Qingqing asked?
To make her hold a press conference to apologize, publish it in the newspapers, and say sorry every time they meet her in the future.
No.
That was impossible.
She could never accept such humiliation.
"Are you unwilling?"
Mo Ziye's voice suddenly turned cold.
To Shi Xi's ears, her breath caught.
