Xu Qiaoqiao stared at Ye Qijun, looking at that unfamiliar yet familiar face.
He really was quite handsome.
Even accustomed to the features of Xu Mushen, the sight of him still struck her with amazement.
Xu Qiaoqiao had to admit, even she herself might not possess features as beautiful as those of Ye Qijun.
Good-looking people naturally engender a favorable impression. Coupled with the things he had done before...
Xu Qiaoqiao discovered that as she looked at him, she couldn't even muster up any resentment towards him.
She bit her lip, staring intently at him.
How she wished her father could provide her with a reasonable predicament, to tell her he had no choice, to let her know that he wasn't a complete villain.
But.
A minute went by.
Ye Qijun still hadn't spoken.
His jaw tensed, he fixedly gazed at her, merely saying: "I need you to help me escape now, I can't be captured! I promise you, once I've finished my task, I will tell you the truth. But for now, Qiaoqiao..."
