"There might be a misunderstanding, don't you want to hear her explanation?"
Mu Chengxi knew the words Wen Xin spoke weren't her true intention. He looked at Wen Xin, his brows lightly creased, and asked her gently and slowly,
"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding? Did I force her to continue being a hitman? I've brought her back already. As long as she has a choice, as long as she's willing, she can leave that path and not be a hitman."
Wen Xin glanced at Xiao Mi indifferently, with a hint of disappointment flashing through her eyes. The last thing she wanted was for Xiao Mi to return to the life of a hitman, but it now seemed that Xiao Mi was willing to live that way.
"What choice do I have? What way out? I thought that being brought back by you meant I could escape from there, but what happened? You just had to discover my identity, and my medicine is about to run out. I have no choice; I really have no choice!"
