After a light meal and sipping on the warm milk, Yang Ning drifted off to sleep in the cozy embrace of Zheng Liang. Having already given him her heart and soul, what was left for her to fear? She could only do her utmost and see where this story would lead her.
While Yang Ning nestled deeply into Zheng Liang's embrace, lost in peaceful slumber, Zheng Liang gazed down at the woman resting so trustingly in his arms. His lips tightened, his thoughts drifting to the mysterious woman who had crossed their path, spewing those ominous words.
Just like Yang Ning, he couldn't forget her words. She warned Yang Ning that she would meet her demise by someone whom she holds dear. If it had been about him, he would have ignored it and thought that it must be the doing of his enemies to scare him away.
