Ye Sihan seemed to be persuaded.
He didn't push her away.
"Do you still want to control me? Otherwise, how could I have entered this door? Perhaps, you've known that I was hiding in the corner, watching you, just waiting for me to fall into the trap. I know everything, but I'm still willing to try, even if it's the abyss..."
Ye Sihan coldly closed his eyes, and when he reopened them, his pupils were dark with endless gloom, the corners of his mouth curling slightly like a devil possessed.
He raised his hand, clasping Tang Yu's slender wrist with a grip like steel pincers, and flung her away—
"Ah!" Tang Yu fell onto the soft, elastic bed.
The dark shadow climbed upon her body, enveloping her.
Tang Yu's eyes widened, gazing at the dangerous man above her, her breathing short, her chest heaving.
Ye Sihan's powerful, well-defined fingers reached for her delicate neck, "Your proposal is not bad, we can try it."
Tang Yu's anxious nerves eased, her gamble had paid off.
