Nian Duoduo sensibly closed her mouth, unsure of what more to say. The office was decorated in white, exceptionally bright, which reflected her embarrassment and helplessness so blatantly.
Si Han took note of her silence, his lips curling into an even more captivatingly evil smile. Since she wanted to be a turtle, he would let her. The ten days were her own suggestion, and he didn't mind spending those ten days playing a psychological game with her.
He was very clear that the one who would lose in the end would definitely be her.
Wasn't Nian Duoduo also aware of this truth?
In his presence, she had no powerful background, no family to pamper or love her; she was all alone. By nature, there's a significant disparity in strength between men and women, not to mention that he had long been accustomed to being a domineering emperor.
In front of him, she was just a Little Lamb.
A Little Lamb on the chopping block.
