Tang Zhelan was stunned by what she heard. She had never thought that such an event in the past would lead her to saving Zhao Jing's life. She surmised that Zhao Feng was in a tight spot back then so she didn't think twice and helped him, with the intention of keeping him by her side.
"I see." She stared down at the warm teacup in her hands.
Zhao Feng smiled at her in return.
"You might not know it, but you really helped us back then. If Jingjing's parents were still alive, I have no doubt that they would thank you personally, themselves, but since they aren't here with us anymore, let me thank you in their stead, Miss Lan."
"I didn't even know I was helping them." Did she even deserve their gratitude? She had helped Zhao Feng for her own personal reasons, so Tang Zhelan felt she didn't deserve their thanks.
