At that crucial moment, Huo Mian grabbed a porcelain pen holder from the desk behind her and smashed it on Ning Zhiyuan's head.
With a crashing sound, Ning Zhiyuan's movements came to a violent pause; his entire body froze.
Taking advantage of his momentary confusion, Huo Mian escaped from his grasp and fled away from him.
"Mian, did you actually… hit me?" Ning Zhiyuan laughed coldly, with a furious look in his eyes.
"Everything happened because of you, Zhiyuan. There... was no love between us, so there isn't any hate either. You've treated me with great kindness over the past few years, and I don't owe you anything as I have done my best to repay you."
