"Don't thank me. The person you should thank is Young Master Rong. If it weren't for him calling in a panic to tell me you were in trouble, how could I have rushed over to save you so quickly?" Qiao Zimo helped An Ruoxue up from the ground with one hand while explaining.
"You mean Young Master Rong... he sent you to save me?"
"Yeah, exactly." Qiao Zimo nodded. An Ruoxue looked an absolute mess right now, truly pitiful. Even to a big guy like him, it was a bit hard to watch—she really had it rough.
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