Ning Xia's feet seemed to drift uncontrollably towards Bo Siyan step by step, as if an invisible magnetic field drew her closer without her realizing it. By the time she snapped to her senses, she was merely three steps away from him.
The man was within arm's reach, yet she could not take another step forward.
It had taken her tremendous effort to cunningly lay out this trap, not to retaliate against Ning Wei but to sever the increasingly entangled emotions within her own heart.
At first, she was confident that she wouldn't fall for any man, let alone Bo Siyan, the little tyrant.
But when she began to feel different about Bo Siyan, when she gradually cared about his thoughts, when his image constantly floated into her mind, she knew she was doomed.
She who was always fearless, now tasted fear for the first time.
Bo Siyan had told her more than once that his woman must be clean, and she… she was no longer pure! She had even borne a child.
