A cold snort escaped from Fu Han's mouth as she responded with angry laughter, "He Xing, what explanation do you have for me now?"
"Xiaohan, things are not what you think. Xia Ning got injured, lost her memory, can't remember anything. That's why she's acting this way," He Xing hurriedly tried to explain.
As he spoke, he stood up, intending to reach Fu Han's side, his every glance and expression filled with urgency.
Unfortunately, just as he stood up, Xia Ning had already grabbed hold of the hem of his clothes, "Brother He Xing, I... I'm scared. Fu Han always bullies me, don't go to her."
"Xia Ning, don't be scared, let go quickly, I have something to take care of," He Xing forced back his impatience as he pulled his clothes out of Xia Ning's grasp, "Stay here and don't wander off, I need to step out briefly."
