177 Dark History

"Hi! Baby!"

Just as Qin Yu was somewhat lost in thought, Liu Xiaoxiao vigorously waved her hand, greeting Yan Mingyu cheerfully.

Her hand wore a pair of white gloves, and around her slender neck, she had tied a floral silk scarf.

Without thinking, one could tell they were used to cover up the wounds she had sustained in two places.

"Xiaoxiao?"

Yan Mingyu seemed equally surprised and took a few steps forward, arriving in front of Liu Xiaoxiao: "You look much better!"

"Hehe, I'm just in high spirits because of the good news! Qin Yu said he learned a set of acupuncture techniques from his grandfather that could save my life. I won't die, so we can continue to be besties!"

Liu Xiaoxiao said with a smile.

Her alluring, fox-like eyes curved, resembling the crescent moon in the sky.

"Really? That's wonderful!"

Yan Mingyu, normally as cold as an iceberg, actually showed a smile.