Chapter 47: Having a Tiff
Qiao Muchen, who was sulking in his study, had long heard Zhao Zhitong’s voice from the courtyard.
He was instantly overjoyed and about to rush out the door, but then he remembered being stood up and returned to his study, fuming.
The study wasn’t a place Sun Daqing could enter, so he simply waited outside while Zhao Zhitong went in alone.
When Qiao Muchen saw Zhao Zhitong enter, he deliberately turned away, pretending to be engrossed in a book and ignoring her.
Zhao Zhitong scampered over to him. "Qiao Muchen, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have stood you up. Are you angry?"
Qiao Muchen kept his little face stern and refused to look at Zhao Zhitong.
He was clearly sulking. Zhao Zhitong pondered for a moment, then took a piece of chocolate from her space. She offered it to him, saying sincerely, "This is my favorite chocolate candy. Here, have it. Please don’t be angry anymore, okay?"
Qiao Muchen glanced at the dark, unassuming piece of candy in her palm and frowned. This thing looks as bad as medicine, he thought. It definitely won’t taste good.
Zhao Zhitong, ignoring his thoughts, saw he wasn’t speaking and simply popped the chocolate into his mouth.
Qiao Muchen’s eyes widened. He was about to spit it out, but the sweet, smooth flavor that melted in his mouth made him pause.