Mei'er was lying on the already cold body of Tu Tong, her eyes blurred by tears.
Everything around her seemed to have drifted away, as she stroked the lengthy scar that stretched from his left cheek to his right rib, she remembered their past sweet moments.
It was this man's first time coming to the Tianxiang Building, his fierce appearance even made the old regulars tremble, let alone the girls. Everyone tried to mask their fear with forced smiles, dreading that they would be chosen by him.
But she wasn't scared, on the contrary, she felt a bit of heartache, because she could see the faint hurt in Tu Tong's eyes caused by everyone's gaze and suppressed fear.
Somehow, she found the courage to take a few steps forward, softly nestling in Tu Tong's arms, and letting her warm breath caress his neck: "Sir, let Mei'er serve you."
