To be near vermilion is to be red; to be near ink is to be black... Ou Mingxuan's lips twitched a few times, "It seems I misunderstood you before. Your love for Leng Sichen hasn't reached the point of losing your sanity. I'm truly relieved!"
Xia Yuxun immediately retorted, "Don't wrong me, my sanity left me long ago, otherwise I wouldn't have foolishly rushed over to give you both a fright and a scolding!"
"Xia Yuxun, let me tell you the truth! I was testing you all this time. If you had been willing to abandon your dignity and self for that bastard, and had shown the groveling, self-sacrificing demeanor of a pitiful little wife, I would never let Leng Sichen off the hook—even if it cost me the entire Ou Corporation!" Ou Mingxuan roared with his last sentence.
Xia Yuxun's complexion turned utterly dark, feeling that she might someday be played to death by this old fox.
It's truly like stepping on thin ice, one wrong move and it's beyond redemption!
