As he spoke, Xu Su felt as if she was seeing the Zhou Mochen from her past life. The resemblance was uncanny...
At this point, Xu Su finally understood. It didn't matter how long she dealt with this man, how harmless Zhou Mochen acted, or how obediently he catered to her every whim. The moment she refused to be with him and rejected him outright, his entire demeanor would change in a flash.
All of Zhou Mochen's gentle, harmless posturing was just an act, a ploy to make Xu Su *want* to be with him.
This realization made Xu Su tremble all over. She felt as if a net had appeared out of thin air, descending from all sides to ensnare her. She couldn't escape, couldn't break free. All her resistance was futile.
Zhou Mochen reached out, trying to hug her, but she dodged him reflexively.
"Don't touch me, Zhou Mochen. Don't you dare lay a finger on me."
