The night wind blew, the light shone into the gazebo was dim. Yan Qingsi had skin as fair as snow white that glowed in the dark. She looked really pretty when she smiled, her nice and soft features were like a work of art.
Even though she was wearing a dazzling smile, Yan Songnan felt as if coldness crept on his back like a snake.
This daughter was even more dangerous compared to three years ago. She buried all the hatred beneath her beautiful smile. She was still deranged but it was unnoticeable.
Yan Songnan's face turned chalk white. "Qingsi, please... stop joking. If I jump down from twenty-eight floors, I… could die."
