Jiang Lin spoke with a detached tone, "Since the gratitude for the past life-saving deed has faded, it's time to save him again. Experiencing such an event once more will remind him of the past, and he will surely treat you well again. After all, Song Ling is a person of deep feelings and loyalty."
Jiang Yue paused, her voice filled with uncertainty. "Save him again?"
Jiang Lin nodded firmly. "Yes!"
Jiang Yue, feeling out of her depth, whispered, "But the person who saved him before wasn't me. I don't know what to do now."
Jiang Lin, unable to comprehend how she, being so astute, could have such a foolish relative, replied coldly, "I will arrange everything. You just have to act when the time comes."
Jiang Yue nodded eagerly, her voice tinged with excitement. "Thank you, Auntie!"
