She weakly supported her forehead, her fingers cracking, resisting the impulse to punch him, she spoke through gritted teeth:
"You're overthinking it."
"Really not?"
Jin Jing still seemed a bit incredulous. With his handsome looks, how many girls threw themselves at him?
Sister-in-law Miao Miao might not be an exception either. Ah, who could blame him for being so handsome?
"No!"
"Oh, then what do you want to do?"
"I..."
Qin Miaomiao had only been focused on luring him away earlier, and now she had to come up with a good excuse to brush this matter aside.
"I want to drink, yes, I want to drink, and I need someone with me, so it's you."
This obviously sounded like a cover-up, and Jin Jing believed it even less. It seemed that sister-in-law was hopelessly infatuated with his charm. What should he do to make her give up?
"Sister-in-law, I like Jiaojiao."
