"Take your leave and never come back. You should be smart enough to know that you cannot survive alone without me," Lixin brutally retorted at her attitude and continued driving, comprehending that she was not that daring to cut ties with him. Regardless of whatever grudge she held against him or deceptive image Liao successfully implanted in her head about Lixin, Mingxia still knew her boundaries and would not be careless to disrespect her benefactor.
Her anger shrunk to vapor. Mingxia turned her head toward Lixin, examining his serious face while driving. In her mind, she thought of what Leng Liao had told her—how the Mu family had thrown the Song into abject poverty for so many centuries and decades. She decided to find more details on this later on; for now, she was not going to be annoyed by Lixin. He was innocent, as far as he was concerned.
"Are you throwing your responsibility away, Xiao Xin?"
