Heh, an irrelevant person...
Li Jiaqi's feelings at this moment were incredibly complicated.
Towards He Yingdong, she had loved and hated him, and now only a thin layer of complexity remained.
She also knew well that she couldn't compete with him, but she had no choice but to ask him for help for Huo Siyuan's sake.
Yan Xiruo's face still held that determined expression, "You should leave! Neither He Yingdong nor I want to see you again, so why humiliate yourself like this?"
As long as Huo Siyuan's matter remained unresolved, how could she just leave like that?
"Yan Xiruo, you are the least qualified to say such things. Your life was saved by me!"
Li Jiaqi looked at Yan Xiruo with contempt.
Yan Xiruo's face showed a flash of embarrassment and awkwardness. Indeed, her life was saved by Li Jiaqi, so what right did she have to speak to her like that?
At the moment Yan Xiruo was distracted, Li Jiaqi had already pushed past her and hurried inside.
