"Are you going to respond to me?" Bo Yanching urged.
Nan Jiaojiao was unusually confident in her own beauty, drop-dead gorgeous but rarely expressive; at that moment, to the man, she just looked blankly confused.
She pursed her lips, beginning to feel a headache coming on, "Have you forgotten that I'm your niece-in-law?"
Bo Yanching clenched his teeth, "Did you forget that when you climbed into my bed?"
"No."
"Neither did I."
Bo Yanching pulled her up, "How long do you plan to drag things out with Shen Shichu?"
Nan Jiaojiao thought for a moment, "I don't know, at least until I've destroyed everything he cares about. Only then can I swallow this grievance."
Bo Yanching was somewhat surprised, his long eyes fixed on her face, his thin lips coldly curved, "You're the only one who dares to make me suffer like this."
Nan Jiaojiao cried injustice, "It was consensual, Uncle can't push all the blame onto me."
