Nian Duoduo took a deep breath, feeling his warm breath fall on her neck. She didn't struggle as she had in the past, only turned slightly away, but not enough to escape his affection.
Si Han's eyes became even more profound, and the corners of his mouth curved up with a satisfied arc. It seemed this little woman had the intention of surrendering.
Nian Duoduo lay quietly in his arms, even thinking that she might as well do as he wished. As long as he could help her, give her power and affection, and let her have revenge.
Revenge!
Revenge!
Revenge!
But before she steps into darkness and cruelty, let her be weak one last time.
If she were to come back again, please let her abandon those qualities her mother taught her—purity, beauty, and carefree joy.
Because she doesn't need them anymore.
As Si Han breathed heavily, she slowly reached out, grabbed him, and shook her head slightly: "The ten-day deadline hasn't arrived yet, I still want to wait."
