"What makes you think I'll help you?" Xu Ke's voice was laced with indescribable sarcasm. Yun Rulan's tightly clasped hands felt like children's toys in Xu Ke's grip, easily freed with a slight exertion.
Yun Rulan clearly didn't expect Xu Ke to come up with such a question, her expression momentarily stunned. Facing Xu Ke's mocking gaze from above, Yun Rulan, who was used to ordering Xu Ke around, finally realized something was wrong.
"Xu Ke, why would you say something like that? Aren't we friends? Isn't it true that friends should help each other? Besides, don't you like me? I've made up my mind, as long as you help me get through this crisis of the Yun Family, I'll stay with you and accompany you in whatever you do in the future." As Yun Rulan spoke, a hint of shyness appeared on her face, and she reached out to touch Xu Ke's fingers.
