"Settle accounts? How dare I?" Mu Jinyu spoke softly, quickly waving his hand, "I'm just thanking you for your concern for me."
Seeing that Mu Jinyu didn't dare to lay a hand on him, Wen Yan lost all his wariness.
With a cold snort, he began to accuse, "You got yourself in trouble and provoked Young Master Jiang. Before knowing whether you could deal with him, we had nothing to do with you. Why should we suffer for sitting with you? Isn't it right to disassociate ourselves earlier?"
"That's right," Mu Jinyu nodded, understandingly replied, "Even couples fly apart when disaster strikes, let alone us who have no relation at all."
"Isn't that so?" Wen Yan scoffed, "And when I asked Qiaoxia to sacrifice herself to Young Master Jiang, do you think it didn't pain my heart? But because I love her, that's why I hoped she could find a better future. Otherwise, following a pretty boy like you, what hope would her life have?!"
