The originally tightly closed eyes opened, the gentleman's eyes, elegant yet a bit devilishly attractive, looked confusedly at the woman in front of him, who was staring at her own hands. "Tiantian?"
Why so sudden?
Jiang Tiantian remained silent.
He wondered if his current state of affairs were coming to an end. If so, he felt a rush to find a place to celebrate, maybe his liberation was not far away.
Considering the young man,
For him, if Jiang Tiantian hadn't threatened him with the lives of his loved ones, he would never have given in; if she hadn't taken countless men to torment his lover, attempting to humiliate her in front of him, he would never have let her have her way.
Several times, he couldn't take it anymore and wanted to end his own life, yet each time he thought of the teary eyes of his beloved waiting for him, he pulled himself back. This was the only hope that kept him alive.
