Nan Moxin saw the wound, and no matter how angry she was, she couldn't express it.
This person risked his life to save her last night.
"Miss, I don't know anything! I was sent to the hospital, and everyone said I had been poisoned. Then they turned to Miss Shen Qingyan. I don't know, if I had known it would implicate Miss Shen Qingyan, I would rather, rather have died in the dormitory..." Li Yin's words were not finished, but tears were already streaming down her face.
Three parts hateful, seven parts pitiful.
Nan Moxin frowned and said, "This must be a misunderstanding."
"Yes, yes, it must be a misunderstanding." Li Yin nodded vigorously. But in her heart, she was secretly laughing: Heh, these greenhouse flowers are too simple-minded. With a little trick, I can turn their world upside down.
This time, she wants Shen Qingyan to rot in prison!
