I Don’t Usually Give My All to Help Someone

"Cheng Dongge, I really am not worth doing all this for. The fact that you got dragged into this scandal has made me incredibly guilty. If you had said nothing, the focus of the scandal will be on me. Jian Yi's target is me. This is mine to bear. Why did you dig yourself a deeper hole? I know you want to help, but I don't want you caught in the crossfire. I am a soon-to-be divorcee, married for only a few months. My husband cheated on me and my reputation has been soiled since then. I no longer care if my image is tarnished further, but you, why are you jumping into this puddle of mud?"

Cheng Dongge was expressionless—it was impossible to gather anything from his face. His pupil darkened and looked at her deeply. After seeing tears gushing out of her eye—tears that she could not hold back anymore—he slowly lifted his clean and long hand but pulled back as it reached her shoulder's height.

Qi Chengyue felt a twist in her gut.