"Are you helping me?"
Nanmen's expression panicked for a second, but he denied it directly.
"I'm not helping you; there are some valuable items on that dead body, and I need money."
Zheng Nianru didn't believe him, but she didn't call him out either. She had saved the young man's life, and certainly deserved this help. However, Zheng Nianru found this feeling somewhat amusing, as if all her flirtations and seductions in her past life had been superfluous.
Yes, they were superfluous and in the end, also very troublesome for her.
"If that's the case, then you don't have to follow me or get involved in my affairs anymore. With your frail body, a few eunuchs could take you down." Zheng Nianru turned and walked away.
Nanmen Yu impulsively grabbed the sleeve of the young girl's dress, and the gentle gauze and her slender, weak wrist turned from fantasy to reality in his mind. The young man blushed, his mind filled only with the words 'frail body' that Zheng Nianru had just uttered.
