Xia Yunsheng was a person of justice. She, as a soldier, could be at the forefront, facing the world's most terrifying and ruthless enemies, but she would never use her power against ordinary, defenseless people.
She always felt that family and friends needed to be protected, so she would not be too guarded against them, but others did not think the same way.
The kinder she was, the more likely she was to be taken advantage of.
Leng Qinghan said, "All I want is to apologize to you!"
"You don't need to apologize, I won't forgive you anyway. Go away, I'm very busy!" She really had no idea why Leng Qinghan was looking for her.
But she was also completely uninterested in her intentions.
Xia Yunsheng stood up and Leng Qinghan suddenly grabbed the sleeve of her military uniform, "Sheng..."
"Remove your filthy hands!" Xia Yunsheng coldly stared at the sleeve that had been touched by her. She had just changed her clothes that morning.
