Zuo Aiai's eyes faltered for a moment when she met He Ziyan's gaze, her grip on the knife weakened slightly.
She never intended to hurt anyone, nor did she mistrust He Ziyan, but in dangerous situations, people instinctively choose to trust only themselves.
However, upon seeing He Ziyan's gaze, she already knew that she was temporarily out of danger. With He Ziyan there, he would help her.
But it seemed she couldn't fully trust just yet; the knife in her hand still thrust forward.
"Sister, father said not to escalate matters, if there's a problem, we can resolve it slowly, there's no need to make it bigger. If a life is lost, how are we going to explain to Lu Zhan?" He Ziyan said sternly.
"He Ziyan, don't you lecture me on principles! Do you think I don't know where your heart is? You just like this little slut. I really don't understand, how can all you men be so bewitched by such a wanton and shameless woman?
