Qin Yue’s words made Yun Xiangxiang stop in her tracks. She didn’t turn around. Her tone was indifferent and her voice was cold. “You know that I don’t need you to repay me for saving you.”
“Whether you need it or not is up to you. Whether you repay me or not is up to me.”Qin Yue’s attitude was very self-centered.
After a moment of silence, Yun Xiangxiang turned around and looked at Qin Yue, her expression was almost cold. “Qin Yue, you have to know that I saved you only because I didn’t want to feel guilty. I Can’t bear the blame of a human life. If you had met a pervert instead of a murderer that day, I would have definitely ignored it.”
Even though for women, being forced to live a life worse than death, Yun Xiangxiang would not meddle in the affairs of an enemy.
