Jiang Qin grabbed Mu Anan's sleeve very hard.
Mu Anan subconsciously wanted to pull her hand away.
However, she stopped when she felt Jiang Qin's hard grip on her.
Jiang Qin's grip on Mu Anan's clothes was like she had grabbed a life-saving straw.
She looked into Jiang Qin's eyes.
It was different from the ruthless and crazy gaze from before.
At this moment, Jiang Qin's eyes were filled with despair and pleading.
This kind of gaze was similar to a person in despair who suddenly grabbed onto a little hope, the only life-saving straw. Therefore, she desperately grabbed onto it, praying that she could grab onto this little hope.
Mu Anan remained silent.
Jiang Qin said, "Mu Anan, can you do me a favor?"
Her voice was extremely hoarse.
Jiang Qin would never have begged Mu Anan before this.
But now, Mu Anan seemed to be the only person who could help.