"What if not?"
Zheng Nianru suddenly felt like laughing at the ludicrous idea that had suddenly popped into her head.
How could Ju Nanyi possibly... She remembered the first time she seduced him; Ju Nanyi's naive and excessive reactions, his eyes filled with surprise and panic, as if he had never seen a woman before.
Zheng Nianru suddenly looked towards Ju Nanyi and took a step forward, looking at her silk handkerchief that had fallen from the bridge. She had clutched it in her hand when it dropped, and she had no recollection of how it ended up in Ju Nanyi's hand. In that critical moment, she had instinctively embraced Ju Nanyi, driven by a desire to survive, and hadn't paid any attention to Ju Nanyi's reaction.
So...
