The next second.
With a "snap," the lights in the living room flicked on, and the sudden brightness forced the man to close his eyes instinctively.
It was only after a moment of adjustment that he slowly opened them again, and the first thing he saw was a pair of women's high heels. Since he was thrown to the ground, he could only look up.
What struck his gaze was Su Ran's beautiful, bewitching face. The man's eyes widened slightly, and his body stiffened abruptly.
"Su... Su Ran..."
At the sound of her name, Su Ran slightly curved her lips, the arc of her smile gradually lifting.
"It seems you still remember me."
An utterly casual remark, yet it sent chills down the man's spine, as if each word carried the edge of a knife.
"The knife wound from before apparently didn't teach you a lesson, which must be why you had the guts to show up before me again."
