There is a kind of sadness that is more despairing than heart-wrenching sobs.
Qin Ruan had once seen, in Huo Yunjiao's tearless eyes and seemingly unmoving face, a sadness released from every inch of her body, from her very bones.
At that time, she was almost driven to tears.
If a puppet could shed tears, that is.
Qin Ruan still cannot fully understand.
How heartbroken Huo Yunjiao must have been then.
Meeting the man's seeking gaze, Qin Ruan slowly lowered her eyebrows.
She was introspecting within herself.
Tonight, if the Hook Snake Changyuan and the female puppet were allies, the danger she and her unborn child could face was unimaginable.
"Think before you act." That's her survival mantra in West City.
Perhaps her unique abilities acquired after reincarnation made her overconfident.
Huo Yunjiao, unaware of her self-reflection. Seeing her obedient with a touch of regret, his heart softened.
Why was this girl so sensible?
