With that, Xin Xiaozhen affectionately hooked her arm around Yu Jingrong's and began pulling her forward. "What if I ended up homeless and met some bad guys, and accidentally died? Could your conscience bear that? After all, you'd be the one responsible for ending my youthful life, and if that happens, I would come haunt you as a ghost. Aren't you afraid of ghosts?"
Yu Jingrong remained silent, her expression stern. Still, Xin Xiaozhen had seen her frostiness before and paid it no mind.
But actually, in that moment, Yu Jingrong was thankful for Xin Xiaozhen. If she hadn't been there just now, she didn't know what would have happened upon encountering that man!!
Watching the retreating figures of Yu Jingrong and Xin Xiaozhen, the man who had nearly bumped into Yu Jingrong, a bitter resentment flashes in his eyes.
