Soon, Murong Yumeng and Zhou Cui'an were seated again.
Perhaps because Murong Yumeng had agreed to help, Zhou Cui'an heaved a sigh of relief and calmed down. At this moment, she was immensely grateful to Murong Yumeng.
"Senior Sister Murong, I really appreciate what you've done this time," Zhou Cui'an said, looking at Murong Yumeng as if she were her savior. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know what to do."
In fact, to Zhou Cui'an, Murong Yumeng was indeed like a savior. If Murong Yumeng hadn't been willing to help, her future would have been ruined. Murong Yumeng's assistance this time was as crucial as a lifeline to her.
"It's nothing." Murong Yumeng smiled and shook her head. "However, Junior Sister Zhou, I can help you this time, but if there's a next time, I can't condone such actions."
