Can't handle it...
Can't handle...
Handle...
It was as if mesmerizing words reverberated, causing Quan Hanting's gaze to lock in place, and a storm of intense emotions brewed in his eyes. "Try saying that again if you have the nerve!"
He clenched his teeth.
Yet, Shen Wan displayed no fear. Maybe it was because of their brief romantic encounter or the spotlight she had earned by dancing with the influential figure. Whatever the reason, Third Lady Shen was in high spirits, so much so that she had the time to playfully taunt the influential man.
"Isn't it true?" She blinked fearlessly.
The man's grip tightened on her waist as if he wanted to crush it.
Shen Wan gasped as she felt the pain, but her smile remained brilliant. "Even though the Sixth Lord can do whatever he pleases, you can't just listen to flattery and ignore the truth, can you?"
A throbbing pain erupted in Quan Hanting's temple, infuriating him.
