If it weren't for Li Rao's strong psychological endurance, she would have been scared off by him long ago with that kind of talk.
Is Young Master Wei a masochist?
Does he enjoy being hit that much?
Meeting someone and asking them to slap him, what kind of a fetish is that?
"Why should I hit you?" Li Rao asked, puzzled.
She seemed calm on the surface, but inside, she was in a real panic.
Perhaps Wei Shiran had discovered something and was deliberately testing her.
The only possibility was her hair.
When leaving home, Li Rao had thought about this, as her long hair was completely revealed after he had removed her wig that night, but she still held onto the hope that he wouldn't notice anything just from her hair.
But she might have underestimated this man's observational skills since he recognized her as Dalizi right away that night.
Wei Shiran stared at her for a while but finally looked away.
It wasn't her.
How could it be?
