Yuxue was kidnapped by human traffickers, and before she could even prepare to escape, she ran into bandits. What a miserable turn of events.
The first time they met, she saved a young man. With vacant eyes, he stood at the edge of a cliff, one foot already hanging over the drop.
Terrified, she shouted, “Don’t jump! Whatever’s wrong, it can’t be that bad!”
Lu Yan acted as if he hadn’t heard her and jumped anyway.
Just as he was about to leap, Yuxue sprang into action, throwing herself at him and pulling him back by the waist.
To her surprise, the young man collapsed unconscious, his forehead burning with fever.
Since his fever wouldn’t let up anyway, she might as well help him out and push him over the edge.
She wanted to get him out of there as quickly as possible.
But the young man wasn’t grateful. His voice was icy. “Don’t touch me. You’re filthy!”
“If you think I’m filthy, find somewhere to shelter from the rain yourself.” Yuxue released his arm and turned away coldly. She wasn’t going to spoil him. They were strangers who had crossed paths by chance. Saving him was her choice, and so was leaving him to his fate.
The second time they met, the bastard mistook her for someone else and threatened to beat her to death.
She’d been blind to save such an ungrateful wretch.
Seven years later, Yue Jueyan was as fake and scheming as a white lotus, shamelessly coming after her for a beating.
“I want to repay you for saving my life by giving myself to you.”
