Sheng Tingyuan watched as she carefully coaxed him, grasped her hand, and then clenched it tightly in his palm, "It's okay, it was just luck, but don't let it happen again!"
"Oh, okay."
Sheng Tingyuan knew she was being perfunctory in her response and hadn't taken his words to heart.
He didn't want to ask who her father was anymore because he felt that she must be the daughter of the Jade Emperor or King Yama; there was no one in this world she dared not deceive, no pit she dared not step into, and nothing she feared!
His head ached, but his heart ached even more.
Just now, when he saw her shivering outside, his heart nearly stopped from the pain.
He had rushed in recklessly, terrified that she might be hurt, not realizing it was all a pit she had jumped into deliberately.
Now, holding her hand in his, he felt a modicum of security.
Even he didn't know how much he had come to care about her.
