"...Why?!" Ji Luo held back the pain in her heart.
Ya Shitian didn't answer; he looked out the window again.
He had said everything he wanted to say.
Anything else, he did not wish to waste his breath.
Ji Luo would have preferred him to scold her, to say some hateful words, rather than ignore her.
But she also had her pride and dignity.
"Fine, if you won't give it to me, I will fight for it myself."
After all, he was in her hands, she could do whatever she wanted with him.
Ji Luo clenched the cup in her hand.
Perhaps, she could imprison him for a lifetime...
As long as he belonged only to her, that was enough.
Once the idea took root in her mind, she couldn't suppress it anymore.
A trace of madness flickered in Ji Luo's eyes; she decided she would do just that.
If she couldn't have his heart, having him was good enough.
At noon, standing on the cruise ship, one could see an island in the distance.
The island was large, surrounded by misty fog.
