"..." Hua Xiaomo didn't answer, but tears involuntarily spilled from her eyes like a breached dam, somewhat beyond her control...
She didn't know what was wrong with her; a simple request for him to make porridge had somehow made her face stream with tears. It gave her a very real and painful feeling.
She thought she wouldn't fall into his gentle trap, but when she found herself ensnared, she didn't know when or where it had started, but her soul had begun to ache.
Maybe it was during the times she took photos for him, or perhaps even earlier, which was why she wanted to escape this feeling and marry someone else quickly!
However, the hurt that Long Shangxuan had caused her was painful, yet strangely, it was not fatal. On the contrary, this man's continued entanglement, the demon gnawing at her soul, was the most lethal pain.
Qi Longbing watched her tears, his eyes full of tenderness.
