The delicate coolness and melancholy in her eyes struck him, and Mo Shichen's brows furrowed as he contemplated whether to take this opportunity to have a heart-to-heart with her or to continue doing what he loved. Then, he heard her pause briefly before she continued, "You brought back a rather unimpressive woman... Thinking it over, you really might as well be dead."
......
Wen Yi hadn't even opened her eyes when she felt every bone in her body protesting. This sensation was all too familiar—it was just like that recent night in Jiang City, where that damned man had bullied her the whole night, leaving her so sore she couldn't get out of bed.
She turned her head, and a handsome, sleeping face came into her view.
This was entirely within her expectations, and she even let out a sigh of relief—
She had actually been slightly worried that she had slept with a man she didn't recognize.
