Alright, if my enemy is powerful, I play the weak.
She was a little tangled up inside. Why did all these damn bad luck incidents fall upon her? By various coincidences, they just so pushed her alive into the high-temperature frying pan of the Fire King of Hell.
Damn, how depressing is that?
Switching tactics, she smiled warmly at him, her eyes warmly half-closed, and the little hand crawled onto the big hand, trying to pry away the shackles pinning her arm.
"So, all that's in the past, why bring it up again?"
"You little girl, you really can't tell, pretty impressive!" After a furious whisper, the man almost dragged her away from the Director's office, that dark-faced, cold demeanor of his, scared the enthusiastic female medic quite a bit. She really wanted to bite off her own tongue, praying not to lose a life because of her blabbering.
And Director Hua just laughed indifferently, how rare to see that kid showing such human warmth in his expressions!
