Leng Youchen was stunned, staring at her in disbelief. It felt like a warm current flowed through his heart, melting the frost in his eyes. Yet before he could rejoice, he heard her say, "If anything happens to you because of me, I can't afford to owe that favor."
"..."
The saying, 'Heaven one second, hell the next,' perfectly described his situation now.
Afraid he might die, simply because she can't afford to owe that favor?
Wei Anning, you got some nerve!
Leng Youchen was furious; he had never met a woman who didn't know what's good for her.
He flipped open the quilt, angrily laying inside, turning his back to her, sulking.
Wei Anning looked at his back. She knew she wasn't sensible, but she couldn't let him be in danger. She understood that the best way to protect him was to fight alongside him like she did that afternoon.
But she was so scared.
Having lost him and regained him, she'd rather watch him from afar than let him fall into danger again.
