Stop Crying

It would have been easier if they hadn't crossed paths, but once they did, he couldn't ignore it.

Even if Yan Xi wasn't like Yangyang but resembled Zhu Di or Mo Mo, he wouldn't have turned a blind eye.

He wasn't a saint, but he was loyal to his good friends.

Fu Mingxiu's car was parked nearby. He drove Yan Xi to the nearest hospital for emergency treatment.

While waiting for Yan Xi's antidote to take effect, he looked her up online out of curiosity.

Seeing her name linked to Gu Yang's marketing strategies made him frown.

Like his friends in the No. 1 Middle School Group, Fu Mingxiu was disgusted by such behavior.

After the infusion, Yan Xi gradually regained consciousness. She vaguely remembered Fu Mingxiu bringing her to the hospital. When she saw him upon waking, she said gratefully, "Thank you!"

Fu Mingxiu, now unimpressed by her, responded coldly, "You're welcome. I only helped you because you look like a friend of mine."