"Banxia, you really don't know a good heart when you see one. The reason I came to see you today is because I feel for you and wanted to check on you." Huo Qinglin was flushed with anger due to Lin Banxia.
"Care about me? Huo Qinglin, save it. Don't I know what kind of person you are? What you care about is probably still my pear garden, isn't it?" Lin Banxia felt utterly disgusted at his words.
In her past life, he was the bastard who hurt her until she was completely broken—scum of the earth. And now he talks about caring for her? How utterly ironic.
Huo Qinglin was somewhat dumbfounded. He believed he hadn't done anything deeply immoral to Lin Banxia, so why did her gaze toward him carry such intense hatred and resentment?
Perhaps this woman was fiercer than others, unable to tolerate even a speck of sand in her eyes.
