"I did it."
Yeh Hannian raised both hands in surrender, "It was just that I saw you sleeping uncomfortably on the sofa, so I carried you over here. I really didn't do anything else."
Nan Jiaojiao stared at him steadily, her eyes growing colder.
Feeling guilty, Yeh Hannian said, "Well, I did save your life back then…"
"So what?"
"Spare me…"
Yeh Hannian pointed to his chest, "I'm injured here. Right now, I absolutely can't beat you. But if you want to take me down now, it would be somewhat dishonorable."
Nan Jiaojiao's head throbbed with pain.
Seldom had she seen someone so shameless yet so self-assured.
"Fine, I won't hit you. Consider it a repayment for saving my life."
"No…" Yeh Hannian's eyes widened, "That's not how it works, Xiao Nannan. You're twisting the truth. I only hugged you a little and you're using this to repay the life-saving deed? Are you a bandit?"
