But could I really harden my heart and move against her? Not to mention the wonderful memories we shared, our three years of contact alone had long since turned us into friends with a deep, unspoken understanding. If I were to kill her now just because my identity was exposed, then regret and remorse would surely become the shackles that would bind me for life.
Eliminating the first option left only the second.
At this thought, Huang Yujia felt deflated. "Fine, my little nemesis," she lamented. "Just tell me what you want to do."
Even now, Huang Yujia didn't suspect that Chen Pingchuan had been investigating her; she simply assumed he had stumbled upon her secret by accident.
Feeling her killing intent fade, Chen Pingchuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Much like Huang Yujia, he was the type to appear calm on the surface while his heart was a turbulent storm. It was precisely this shared personality that made their relationship so harmonious.
