Gu Yanting's heart clenched fiercely.
His eyes gradually turned piercing as he leaned his handsome face close to Zhuo Ya, his scorching breath carrying an intimidating authority.
His hand rested on Zhuo Ya's neck, long fingers gently pinching her nape.
"Do you still remember me?"
Zhuo Ya's mind was muddled at the moment; she only called out Gu Yanting's name before slipping back into a deep, heavy sleep.
Seeing Zhuo Ya falling unconscious, Gu Yanting suddenly felt very displeased.
His expression turned dark and terrifying as he said, "Zhuo Ya, I told you, betray me and you will die a miserable death. I will absolutely not show any mercy to you."
Zhuo Ya didn't know if she had heard Gu Yanting's words because her limbs were convulsing non-stop at the time.
Seeing Zhuo Ya like that, Gu Yanting sneered, "I won't spare you an ounce of pity."
He would make Zhuo Ya realize that the affection and love he had for her were ruined by her own hands.
What followed was endless torture.
