However, now that little fatty had mentioned it, she recalled that sang nuo was indeed just a teenager. Even if little fatty and the others had gone to help, how could they have escaped so easily from a fight with such a vicious ruffian? she had thought too simply. It turned out that if it had not been for them, sang nuo would have suffered for her.
An Xiaoyang's face was pale, and even her eyelashes were trembling.
The kindness he had shown her was probably something she would never be able to repay.
An Xiaoyang stopped thinking about v organization. When she returned to the present, all she could think of was sang nuo. She only wanted to treat this young man better, and even better.
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When the two of them came back for dinner that night, the Auntie had already packed up and left, leaving only the two of them at the table.
