She had no heart to watch that man anymore, as a wave of inexplicable heartache suddenly surged in her.
Some things that were already clear became even more awkward and embarrassing after seeing them with her own eyes.
Ning Xiaoxiao tightly grasped Ye Liangyan's arm, crying in desperation, "Liangyan, what do we do? What do we do?"
Ye Liangyan patted her arm, an idea flashing through her mind, and whispered into her ear, "Xiaoxiao, start shouting loudly, pretend to faint, pretend you have abdominal pain, anything, quick! We can only save ourselves!"
Ning Xiaoxiao was still a bit afraid, "Can this, can this really work?"
"How do you know if you don't try? Shout now!"
"I, I..."
"Xiaoxiao, do you or do you not want to save Wanyao, to save yourself?"
Ye Liangyan's voice was very calm, her gaze clear and cold as she looked at her, making Ning Xiaoxiao involuntarily believe her words.
