"Yes, not a bit..." She fearlessly locked eyes with him. Love is love, and the lack of it is clear to her. She always knew to whom her heart belonged.
Long Yutian stared at her coldly, his gaze as dark as hell, even tinged with a hint of bloody red. His thin lips were tightly pressed as he just watched her.
This little woman, this damn little woman, she was not only full of lies, but also cruelly toyed with him...
She called him trash, scum, a rogue; she scorned him, carelessly trampling his dignity underfoot.
In front of her, for the first time in his life, he tasted what it was like to be frustrated in love, to be desperately wanting yet denied... However, he would not accept defeat; his dictionary had no place for the word fail. If he could lead Longteng Group to soar high, surely he could handle a little woman.
After a while, he sneered evilly, "Too late!"
"What's too late!!"
"Those photos... I suddenly don't feel like deleting them anymore."
