She kept calling him Third Master Hou and kept asking him to stop implicating 'her family'. When she looked at him, her gaze was colder than when she was looking at a stranger. There were no emotions in it. In her eyes, he could only see coldness, rejection, and hatred…
Third Master Hou felt as though there was a block of ice engulfing his heart. His chest, which was supposed to be warm, felt so cold that he thought his blood was going to freeze too. "Yiwei, do we have to make such a clear distinction between us?"
"Third Master Hou, in the past, we didn't have to. However, now, you have your life and I have mine. We need to make a clear distinction." If she wasn't bold and daring, how could she be the secretary of the governor of the Southern Province?
