Hua jingxun sat there quietly, her heart in turmoil. The waves were so strong that she could not calm down for a long time. Perhaps it was because she had never felt warmth, or perhaps it was because she had suffered a lot and had given up on life, so she would cherish it especially.
She would cherish even the slightest bit of warmth.
Although she didn't know why Xie lingye was so willing to help her, perhaps it was because he had said that he would repay her with his body, or perhaps it was something else.
She was grateful and cherished this warmth.
Hua jingxun recalled many things that happened in the Duanmu family.
She recalled how the Duanmu family had treated her.
Only then did she truly realize how silly she was.
In the past, all she wanted was a family, and she would cherish even the slightest bit of warmth.
But now, he realized that the Duanmu family was not giving him warmth, but an assassination that would cause him to bleed.
