C549 The King of Hell Asked for His Life

Muzhu's eyes were filled with gratitude as she reached out her small hand to push away, saying, "Qingge, you don't have to do this. I can manage on my own."

Ruan Qingge insisted, and Muzhu's heart was overwhelmed with thankfulness, her eyes shimmering with a hint of mist.

"Why are you crying?" Ruan Qingge glanced over, feeling a pang of melancholy.

"Qingge, you're so good to me..