Xing Jiuan looked at the way the man was tidying up. It seemed to coincide with her previous life.
But in this life, his arm was fine.
There was no damage.
How nice.
Xing Jiuan thought this to herself.
No matter what the people outside wanted, even if it was dangerous to her, she would face the music.
She owed the man in front of her her life. He had let her avoid this calamity…
That was enough.
She had once lost many things overnight, and the person in front of her was once her pillar of support.
Even if Xing Jiuan had not lost anything now, this person still occupied an extremely important position in her heart.
Jiu Chi walked in. After he entered, he smiled and said, "It smells so good."
"Come and try it," the man called out.
"And this…"
"I brought this lady here," Jiu Chi said.
"Are we sending her back later?"
Jiu Chi looked at Xing Jiuan.
Xing Jiuan remained silent.