"Thank you for being so good to me, but I really don't need it. How I am, it's none of your business. Like I told you that day, I love Sheng Shi, and I just want to be with him. Although being a mistress is really not a moral thing, it doesn't matter. I'm willing, I find it sweet, as long as I can be with him. Even if I end up in hell, I don't need you to pull me back!"
Only Gu Lanshan knew how resolute and deeply hateful these words were. She felt as though she was biting her teeth, squeezing out each word one by one.
After she finished, she really didn't look at Han Chengchi again; she stared straight ahead, "Mr. Han, please let go of my hand!"
Han Chengchi's grip loosened slightly, and Gu Lanshan fiercely pulled her hand out, grabbing Zhao Li, and walked away without looking back.
