What must Lu Jianshen have felt when he saw this scene?
She was certainly looking forward to it!
The corners of Fang Qinglian's mouth curled up in a triumphant smile.
After drinking the hot water, Nan Xi felt a little better in her stomach.
But she no longer had the courage to stay here any longer.
If it weren't for the stomach discomfort earlier, she would have left already.
Though she had confronted Fang Qinglian ardently, speaking each word with force and conviction in front of Fang Qinglian, only she knew how frightened and tender her heart was.
She was merely forcing herself into a facade of toughness, an illusion of being invincible.
Once she shed her shell, she was so fragile she could shatter at the slightest touch.
This place was so grand, so beautiful, such a dream!
But it was all for another woman.
Now, every breath she took felt like knives, slicing through her heart inch by inch.
