Yang Qianxi subconsciously replied that way, but after giving it a second thought, they really hadn't said much.
"Hmph, just passing on a greeting? She doesn't want you anymore, yet you're still protecting her."
Jing Qing stared down at her hands as she spoke, noting that her fingers were somewhat rough today and frowned in annoyance.
"I'm not protecting her, there's not that deep a friendship between us!"
Yang Qianxi turned her head and argued softly with her, she really didn't like Jing Qing's condescending attitude.
"Is that so? Then have I misunderstood?"
Jing Qing turned her gaze on her, seemingly gentle but with a look that could kill.
Yang Qianxi naturally couldn't compare with her in various aspects, including depth of thought.
Yang Qianxi couldn't help but feel a discomfort in her throat as she swallowed, then she bowed her head and continued to hang clothes that weren't properly placed.