Ning Ruixi spoke firmly and unruffled. This was her first time taking a stand in front of Ren Ruotong. If the other party hadn't gone too far, she wouldn't have wanted to escalate things like this. After all, there were still some feelings between Gao Han and Ren Ruotong. What she did didn't really matter; the only downside was that it put the man in the middle in a difficult position.
But that didn't mean she would let people push her around just because she was concerned about it.
Ren Ruotong's face immediately changed colors—red with a hint of green, black tinged with white—a sight both eerie and fascinating. She suddenly stood up from the chair, pointing at the person on the bed, "Ning Ruixi, what do you mean by that?"
Hearing this question again, Ning Ruixi really wanted to laugh. Didn't this young lady know any other way to ask a question?