She wasn't someone without a sense of gratitude. Even if in the past, she treated him as an enemy, feigning sincerity, and responding with hypocrisy.
But now, she didn't want to be so heartless anymore. No matter how harsh his words or how disgusting his actions, he never actually harmed her. Instead, he saved her repeatedly. If she had no gratitude at all, even she would despise herself.
"You don't want to lie to me?" Fengye Wuyin's eyes widened, his expression filled with unexpected surprise.
"Correct."
"Why?"
Yiyi shrugged, her usually shrewd and clever eyes showing a hint of helplessness: "If you were the kind of person who is malicious and constantly harming and tormenting me to the point where I loathed you completely, then I would lie to you without feeling the least bit guilty."
