Huangfu Lingyao remained silent, his face nestled in her black hair. His thin lips gently brushed against her forehead, thinking, 'Initially, it was my petty schemes that calculated against you, but I won't do that in the future.'
In truth, even though he had lied to her all along, the initial moments spent with her had already captivated him with her sincerity.
At that time, he hadn't realized it, only feeling incredibly comfortable in her presence. But now, thinking back...
Had he fallen in love with her, a romantic affection between a man and a woman?
From wanting to possess her, he had transformed into desiring to exclusively have her, and then cherishing and loving her. Later on...
He wanted to hold her in the palm of his hand!
Of course, from now on, he was determined to make her fall completely in love with him—so deeply that she would never be able to leave him in this lifetime!
