"Ru'er, do you truly wish to oppose your teacher?" Guo Yi asked.
"I love you!" Tang Ru gritted her teeth, saying, "Therefore, I must defeat you. Only by doing so, can I have you!"
Love is not servility; love is not yielding.
Love is obtaining; love is stealing!
For a girl as bold in love and hate as Tang Ru, love is not letting go. Instead, it is holding on tightly in one's own hands, never easily giving it away to someone else, even if it cannot be one's own, and never yielding it willingly even if it would lead to destruction.
Love to the marrow, with my heart full of you.
I absolutely cannot watch you fall into the hands of another woman, I cannot stand to see your heart filled with thoughts of other women.
These were all the thoughts inside Tang Ru's heart.
"Good!" Guo Yi's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.
"Master, I'm sorry!" Tang Ru said softly.
