Could Han Yingying really be...
The more he thought, the more terrified Ye Haofan became.
"Han Yingying..."
He had been wrong, terribly wrong, thinking that if he tied Han Yingying to his side, he could truly possess her, thinking she naturally belonged to him, believing he was the only one who could make Han Yingying happy.
In fact, he had been told time and again that all he could bring to Han Yingying was pain, pain, and endless pain.
He had never truly made Han Yingying happy or brought her any happiness.
He was the biggest bastard in the world, continuously harming her with her kindness and tolerance!
"I'm tired, I want to rest." Han Yingying closed her eyes, unwilling to talk anymore.
She was really tired.
She didn't want to continue like this, she had to escape back by any means necessary.
"Han Yingying, don't sleep!" Ye Haofan was terrified that once her eyes closed, they would never open again, crying out in panic.
"I'm tired."
