A voice sounded from behind her, and Zhu Zhuqing halted.
When she turned around, Shang An had already sat up. A faint smile still hung on his face, like afternoon sunlight, as though it revealed a peaceful, tranquil life. Even Zhu Zhuqing could not help being drawn in.
"I'm asking you. Aren't you going to thank me?"
Shang An spoke again.
Zhu Zhuqing's attitude determined his own. If she had chosen to attack just now, Shang An would certainly have made her regret it. But she had made the right choice.
"Thank you."
Zhu Zhuqing stiffly forced out the two words. It was obvious that she rarely said thank you. Perhaps no one had ever dared to help her since she was young.
Looking at Zhu Zhuqing's cold and aloof appearance, Shang An felt rather tempted. Training a cold beauty was always the most interesting.
He asked, "Where are you going?"
"To leave this place." Zhu Zhuqing did not answer directly. Perhaps she felt there was no need to.
"To find that fiancé of yours?"
Shang An's words immediately changed Zhu Zhuqing's expression.
"You know me?"
Shang An looked her over. "Of course. The second daughter of the Zhu Family, right? Those people chasing you all said so."
Hearing that the pursuers had told him, Zhu Zhuqing relaxed slightly and fell silent for a moment.
"Since you know my identity, then you should also know that I'll bring you a great deal of trouble."
Shang An gave a mocking laugh.
"You mean the Zhu Family? Or the Star Luo Royal Family? They aren't worthy of causing me trouble."
Zhu Zhuqing's pupils contracted. What arrogance. Yet she somewhat believed him. Someone so handsome probably would not lie, would he?
"I'm sorry, but I still have to leave."
Even if Shang An