His smile was like a poppy, laced with poison, a poison beyond cure. Xiao Ling'er looked at him dazedly and suddenly smiled, "Even if you're deadly poison, I would still swallow it without hesitation."
Yan Nangui found it dull, took a step back, "Honestly, I have no interest in this clingy sort of plaster. What I enjoy is the thrill of conquest. I'm sorry, but I can't find any trace of that feeling in you."
Xiao Ling'er's fists were clenched tightly under her sleeves, but the smile on her face remained unchanged, "Wildflowers are always more fragrant than garden ones. One day when you tire, you'll know who in this world is truly able to accompany you to the end."
"That person could be anyone, but it certainly won't be you." Yan Nangui couldn't be bothered to talk to this whimsical woman any longer, lifted his foot to leave.
"Our families are already discussing our marriage. I will definitely be a good wife and mother." Xiao Ling'er suddenly said.
