Song Qinghuan didn't know if what she was doing was right or wrong. All she knew was, if Shi Yuhuan was not interested, then why should she push herself? Otherwise, she'd only be bringing dishonor upon herself.
As for Zhan Cheng, she used to find him annoying. He was always pestering her.
However, now, she saw her reflection in him, and that's why she made the ruthless decision to commit the next two years of her life to Zhan Cheng in advance, decisively severing any chances with Shi Yuhuan.
The villa was dark and frighteningly quiet inside.
With the scent of alcohol clinging to her, Song Qinghuan opened the villa's front door. As soon as she switched on the light, she saw Shi Yuhuan sitting in silence.
His handsome face was hidden in the backlight of the night, making it impossible to discern his expression. The light spilled onto him, creating a dazzling halo, and he sat right within the glow, like a god descending from heaven.
