"Cut the crap! What did you do to me last night?!" The young lady, Miss Qian, who was actually Qian Ya, directed her fiery gaze at the young man, Xia Wei.
Her delicate brown eyes reddened and welled up with tears as she took in the sight of the broken bed and the disarray of her body.
With her long black hair illuminated by the warm orange light of the sun, she exuded a captivating beauty, even in her teary-eyed state.
As she looked at Xia Wei, her gaze turned icy, reflecting her anger. However, something peculiar happened—the light seemed to distort around her, causing her features to momentarily change.
Her black silk hair took on a faint reddish hue, and her delicate brown eyes turned into a darker shade of yellow, emanating an eerie aura. Even her once innocent pink lips curved into a devilish smile.
