"Sorry, Jiaqi, I dragged you into this! If it weren't for trying to rescue me, He Yingdong wouldn't have misunderstood you!"
Ye Huanyan was quite surprised; she hadn't expected Li Jiaqi to steal the keys from the butler to rescue her.
At the very least, Li Jiaqi wasn't as weak as she imagined.
Li Jiaqi's face was somewhat pale, her hands clasping the teacup, her gaze slightly dazed.
"It's not your fault, really... have you ever thought that He Yingdong is filled with resentment towards you, my brother, and it's all because of me? They say that you reap what you sow; this is just the result of my own actions. If it weren't for framing him three years ago, how would he hold hatred against you? How would the conflict between the He and Li families be so sharp? It's all my fault, everything I've done is nothing more than trying to make amends for my own grave mistake!"
"Jiaqi, don't blame yourself, it's not your fault! You don't owe him anything anymore..."
