As for Lin Jiaojiao, she was feeling absolutely incredulous at this moment.
She had always looked down on Ling Xiao, repeatedly mocking and ridiculing him, picking quarrels and causing trouble for him, only to be saved by this very person in the end. Otherwise, had she fallen into the hands of Hua Hua Tai Sui, she would have suffered a fate worse than death.
A highly complex expression immediately surfaced on her face.
Self-mockery?
Shame?
Astonishment?
Probably a mix of all sorts of emotions, but contempt and disdain were decidedly absent.
Thinking about all those things she had done before, she truly felt like a naive child throwing a tantrum, utterly humiliating.
"Thank you for saving me,"
Lin Jiaojiao said.
"Saving you? Oh, please don't get the wrong idea. I only felt you were in the way, so I simply threw you aside, that's all. No talk of saving, and don't feel indebted. My quarrel with him had other reasons,"
