บท 397: Escape - II

A note?

Mu Qingqiing pursed her lips slowly and brows furrowed tightly.

She was an intellectual powerhouse with a sharp mind and a keen sense of logic. However, when it came to matters of the heart, she was as inexperienced and vulnerable as a newborn baby. Despite her intelligence, she was an emotionally cold person, and very few things or people could elicit a reaction from her.

As she watched Chen Ziyue pen a note for the man who had trapped her, lied to her, and taken away her memories and freedom, Mu Qingqing couldn't help but be puzzled by her actions. 

"Don't you hate him?" she asked, struggling to understand why Chen Ziyue would extend an olive branch to someone who had caused her so much pain and suffering. 

Bai Liyue lifted her head, and her eyes focused on a faraway point as she shook it gently. "No. I don't hate him," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper.