The first time Qin Zhao met Jiang Erning, she was enduring a pain that felt like it was tearing through her heart. Her body was weak and her face deathly pale, yet she still smiled brightly as she said, “Let’s make a deal. I’ll help you save someone, and you’ll do as I say.”
Qin Zhao objected. “Aren’t you the one who needs saving right now?”
Jiang Erning raised an eyebrow. “You disagree? Then don’t save me. Let me fend for myself.”
Qin Zhao could only sigh. What could she do? She still had to save her.
Not long afterward, Qin Zhao watched Jiang Erning get her hands on a hundred thousand taels of gold without putting up a single thing in return. She fell into deep thought: Had Jiang Erning actually gone easy on her?
