Mi Huan froze there. In her eyes, Qiao Jiezhe was like a god up in the sky. How could a man like him possibly fall for her?
"Wh-why?" Mi Huan really couldn't understand. How could He like her?
"There's no 'why' when it comes to liking someone, I just happened to fall for you. If I didn't like you, back in that car accident, how could I have risked my life to save you? Yesterday, when I saw you pinned down by that man, I really wanted to kill that bastard on the spot! I…I'm not the kind of warm‑hearted person, but anything that has to do with you always makes me lose control."
Qiao Jiezhe knew He was not particularly warm‑hearted, especially toward strangers. If it had been yesterday's situation under normal circumstances, He would've helped by calling someone, not have rushed in, ignoring His own injuries, to risk His life.
"..."
Mi Huan didn't know how to answer Him. For a moment she just stood there, dumbfounded, not daring to move or speak.
