Tang Wuling Owed a Million and Broke Down: "How Am I Supposed to Pay It Back? They Wouldn't Even Want Me If I Offered Myself..."

Tang Wuling felt that she already owed Lin An far too much.

And now she owed him over a million more in medical expenses.

How was she supposed to pay it back?

What right did she have to accept it?

If she kept letting Lin An support her, she would only feel more and more guilty.

More and more unworthy of standing by his side.

Tang Wuling bit her lower lip.

Her teeth sank deeply into the flesh, nearly drawing blood.

She remembered those vile thoughts she had once had.

She had wanted to turn Lin An into a girl, wanted him to belong to her alone.

But now?

He owed her nothing.

On the contrary, she was the one deeply in debt to him.

How could she repay him? By offering herself to him?

She gave a bitter smile.

He did not want that at all.

"What's there to owe?"

"If you still consider me a friend—"

Lin An deliberately put on a stern face.

There was a hint of threat in his tone.

Honestly, a million was only the cost of two meals to him.

It was nothing at all.

It was already difficult enough for him to obtain traits, yet this damn thing had gone and made it even harder—lying injured in a hospital, his leveling speed would probably become even slower.

Right now, all he wanted was to get Tang Wuling back on her feet as soon as possible.

Then raise her to level twenty, take the Golden Dragon King bloodline trait, and leave.

But those words carried a different meaning in Tang Wuling's ears.

The word "friend" was like a needle.

Gently pricking the softest place in her heart.

Her sobbing stopped abruptly.

She stared wide-eyed at Lin An. Tears still pooled in her eyes,