Li Qiao's gaze was calm and cold as she looked at Jing Ruian's ecstatic expression, her tone slightly languid, "You have mistaken me for someone else."
She had never intended to bring up the border incident to anyone.
It was indeed surprising that Jing Ruian had been one of the crowd saved during the violent uprising three years ago.
As soon as she finished speaking, Li Qiao stepped aside, planning to leave the fountain.
But Jing Ruian was not willing to give up so easily, and in his urgency, tried to reach for Li Qiao's arm, desperately calling out, "Miss Li..."
However, before Jing Ruian's fingertips could touch Li Qiao's sleeve, she skillfully dodged his grasp.
Li Qiao furrowed her brows slightly as she looked at Jing Ruian, her expression showing slight impatience.
The rescuer had never thought to oblige the saved for repayment, yet the saved always sought to express their gratitude and debt.
Troublesome.
