Mu Jingxi's decisions were not easily changed.
Instead of struggling to the death, it might be better to cooperate a bit, perhaps things would be easier.
Lu Meng glared at him, puffing with anger, "Are you two in this together?"
"Which eye saw us conspiring?"
Lu Meng, frustrated and unable to vent, exclaimed, "Both eyes saw it! Indeed, birds of a feather flock together; a bastard's friend is a bastard too!"
"Fine, fend for yourself then."
Song Yunchi was too lazy to deal with her and walked away.
Jiang Xun chuckled, "Miss, as long as you cooperate with us, you'll be free very soon."
…
Holding Little Nuomi in one arm, Mu Jingxi left the Imperial Hospital and swiftly got into the military Humvee.
Once in the car, Little Nuomi, concerned about her aunt, kept turning her head to look towards the hospital.
"What's wrong?"
Little Nuomi clenched her tiny fists and punched him in the chest, looking unhappy, "You are a big bad guy!"
"I saved you, and I am a bad guy?"
