Anxia pushed Richard's hand away from her face with a sarcastic snort.
"Relying on you? I've never relied on others to handle my problems, let alone entrust my life to that person. I will only rely on myself." Anxia began to speak calmly and stopped crying.
She didn't understand how she could have a breakdown like this to cry like a weak crybaby girl. She wasn't a helpless girl, and she wasn't a young lady who knew nothing about how cruel the outside world was.
Anxia wiped the remaining tears off her cheeks with the back of her hand and then looked up at Richard with renewed confidence.
She didn't know why, but she felt that Richard had done something about Ling Meng's situation and Anxia wanted to confirm her doubts.
