Huo Jingting pressed his temples, somewhat helpless, "Didn't you say that whether she gets into trouble or not has nothing to do with you? Why do I still feel like you are a bit worried?"
Gu Nanqiao pursed her lips.
After all, it wasn't that she was worried about Qin Jiaran, but rather that man's semi-coercive attitude did indeed bother her.
She fell silent for a long while before countering, "You and Huo Jingyan are like oil and water, right?"
"..."
"If he were dying in front of you today, hanging on by a last breath, and he would die if you didn't save him, would you save him?"
Huo Jingting's face darkened, "That's not the same thing."
Qin Jiaran was forced to the point of helplessness, gradually losing the ability to resist.
Gu Nanqiao lightly threw out a sentence, "Qin Jiaran, your family counts for something in Lancheng, and you've been pampered since childhood; can't you learn to refuse things you're unwilling to do?"
