Shen Tiancheng still laughed wantonly, even though there was not the slightest hint of laughter in his eyes, which were filled with sinister coldness. Yet that laughter pierced Mu Tiantian's ears, challenging her patience bit by bit.
"Don't believe me, huh..."
A lingering voice, like a sigh, suddenly gazed at Mu Tiantian, those slender phoenix eyes sharp and ruthless.
"Then watch carefully when the time comes, how cruel and merciless reality is, and how fickle and heartless the Bai Chenyao you trust and love so deeply is!"
Mu Tiantian wanted to retort, but seeing Shen Tiancheng on the verge of fury, she very rationally chose to remain silent.
Slowly closing her eyes, Mu Tiantian no longer looked at Shen Tiancheng but pondered how exactly to escape this damned dreamscape.
"It's useless, Little Sweetheart, unless you beg me to kiss you, you'll never wake up!"
