Looking at this unfamiliar face in the mirror, my love for Gu Yuanzhou had long since dried up, leaving only hatred behind.
Oh, it wasn't just hatred, but also a deep sense of weariness.
If possible, I'd rather not see him again in my next life.
If it weren't for Ding Ruirui, why would I bother involving myself again?
After a long while, I turned to look at Wenya,
"What do you think about me killing him?"
Despite Wenya always ranting about wanting to kill Gu Yuanzhou, she looked at me now, my expression calm as I posed the question.
Her face was one of shock, then she frantically waved her hands,
"Don't, Ayun, have you gone mad?"
She reached out to touch my forehead, "Do you have a fever?"
At that moment, my heart was as calm as an ancient well.
I shook my head, "No, I am very calm."
Only then did Wenya let out a sigh of relief,
