He Jing laughed. "Do you really think I'd go to the effort to do something like that for you? Or is this desperation talking? Are you so hard up that you'd want to owe Yan Hanxi a sizable favor?"
A better person might live and let live, but not her. He Jing stuck by her principles: If no one wished ill upon her, she would reciprocate. But if one stepped on her toes and thought they could get away with it, they had another thing coming.
She was no saint, nor did she possess infinite compassion.
"Think before you act. All actions have consequences. I hope this will be a lesson you won't forget, one you'll carry to your future school."
Zhang Man's tears dried up; reality had caught up to her. Just as she was about to call He Jing out for being cold-blooded and heartless, He Jing interjected. "Was it worth it? Doing so much for someone else, someone who does not care about you?"