From Qin Xi's tone, Mu Yan instantly knew it had to be related to that little boyfriend of hers.
Mu Yan teased, "Listen to that blissful complaining of yours. Brother Xi, you might as well just give in."
"Give in my ass, I'm Brother Xi. He's just a little brat!" Qin Xi was speechless. "Once the timing's right, I'll definitely break up with him."
Mu Yan couldn't help laughing. If she really wanted to break up, she would've done it long ago—obviously, she couldn't bear to.
Forget it. Some things were better left at a hint, or she'd just trigger the girl's rebellious streak.
Meanwhile, Qin Xi hung up and looked at all the missed calls on her phone, her head aching. She'd already told that kid not to come, but he just wouldn't listen.
"Xi Xi, who were you just saying you were going to break up with?" Mrs. Qin walked over and leaned in close to her daughter, looking full of gossip.
