Sitting in the taxi, Xia Yanxin's mind was somewhat chaotic...
Shen Xiaoman's words made a lot of sense. If she returned the ten million to him, what reason would he have to pester her? After that, she would be truly free. But, should she really do that? Was the Dragon Ring so important to Long Yutian?
She lowered her head and looked at the evil and domineering dragon-shaped ring in her palm. Her memory went back to the night of the Heaven-Earth Gala, that unpleasant beginning that entwined her destiny with his. Although he was very detestable, he indeed saved her mother in a moment of crisis. Rather than selling the Dragon Ring to Ye Huan, it would be better to return it to him directly. Perhaps he would agree to cancel the contract.
After more than an hour of painful struggling, she replied to Ye Huan's text message, "Sorry, the agreement is off."
