Su Beibei was risking her life to save him for the second time!
These two acts of devotion weighed a thousand pounds.
How could he leave when she was like this?
Su Beibei shook her head, but her eyes shone with joy as she looked at Qi Jincheng, "Jincheng, it's okay for me to get hurt, to feel some pain. As long as you're fine, that's what matters. But in the end, I'm useless. If I had known some martial arts, I could have kicked that person away."
As she spoke, Su Beibei's eyes dimmed.
She hung her head, the picture of aggrievement.
Seeing her tears, Qi Jincheng quickly grabbed a tissue from the bedside table and handed it to her, "Don't say that, you've already done so well."
Who else could be so fearless in saving another's life?
He knew her feelings for him.
But he had no love for her.
The loveless marriage with Su Yin was a shackle; he didn't want to force himself, nor did he want to hurt her.
