Lan Ling turned her head and stared at Mo Xi. After a long time, she asked hoarsely, "He ... Since he knew that I wasn't the one who saved him, why didn't he just kill me?"
Lan Ling's body seemed to have been forcibly stripped of all color, and her whole person was defeated and desperate.
Under such circumstances, she had no other way out. She could only helplessly accept the truth that Mo Xi had conveyed to her. She was not unique to Mo Qian.
Maxi stood up, slowly walked over, and squatted beside her.
Mo Xi's voice softened, and he even said gently, "Perhaps Young Master is giving you a chance and waiting for you to turn back? You went too far that day, and you stubbornly went against him. That's why he ordered you to be locked up! After all, you've been with the young master for almost a year. It would be a lie to say that you have no feelings for him. Don't you understand what kind of person the young master is?"
