Why Should I Help?

Seeing that Lin Wanwan was dragged away by the playboys, Qiao Mianmian asked him, "Did you see that? Shaoqing's little cousin seems to be in trouble."

"Mm, I saw it." Mo Yesi looked away when Qiao Mianmian was talking to him.

His voice was calm and emotionless.

Qiao Mianmian saw that he didn't seem to want to help. "Aren't you… going to help?"

"Why should I help?" Mo Yesi was puzzled.

Qiao Mianmian was speechless.

"She's Shaoqing's cousin."

"That has nothing to do with me." Mo Yesi's tone was a little cold. "She's not my cousin."

"…"

That was what Mo Yesi thought. He didn't intend to save the damsel in distress.

He didn't even need to help his own cousin.

Yan Shaoqing's cousin was a stranger to him.

He didn't have the habit of helping strangers.

Moreover, he didn't have a good impression of Lin Wanwan.