Fu Xue lay on the ring with only one thought - death. Unknown to him, Xu Huaisheng, who was standing on the high platform, had a panoramic view of this scene.
"Be my bodyguard, one hundred thousand a month."
"Good"
Xu Huaisheng thought that a cold-blooded and selfish person like her would not sympathize with anyone, until she met Fu Xue and she felt heartbroken. From being dismissive at the beginning to being frightened later, she admitted that she panicked.
Intention: You are my weakness and my backbone.