Xia Ning's emotions were complicated when she suddenly thought of that person.
Hate? Hate! In her mind was the scene of her being drowned by the cold water. Even now, when she thought about it, she could still feel the suffocating helplessness and hesitation.
He was too ruthless. He knew how to torture his enemy. He knew how to make her suffer and make her unable to resist.
She was afraid of water because she had almost died in the water. She would always remember his cold appearance, which made her extremely cold.
In fact, she wasn't bad either. She had learned his ruthlessness from him. He loved racing, so she had to deal with him in the same way.
That night, she had forced him into a dead end with the determination to die. She didn't know if he, who was lying in bed now, had any fear in his heart, the fear of death.
This kind of person had to experience this kind of feeling!
