Ordinary Woman from a Wealthy Family

"Mr. Qiao, please excuse me, Su Chen is still waiting for me." Xia Luo finally spoke, but her tone was still so stiff, and there was no concealment of worry on her face. Mr. Qiao? Su Chen? "Ha." A low laugh came out of Qiao An's mouth, and the corners of his mouth were tilted, but every arc on his face was so shallow. "Why are you so anxious? Isn't it natural for men to wait for women? It's also right for our old lovers to reminisce about the past. He should be considerate, right?" He has already lowered himself so low, why should she? She was the one who betrayed them in the first place, so why should she treat him like this now? In a word,...