Gu Mian was about to go crazy, and with a bite of her teeth, she said, "Isn't it enough that I've agreed to your terms!"
"It's a deal..."
...
Under Gu Mian's soft pleas and hard persistence, Li Tingshen finally let her go after a quick and fierce sprint, ending his madness.
Gu Mian's body was completely limp, not even having the strength to stand steady, covered in a layer of thin sweat.
Fortunately, it was winter, and her clothes weren't soaked in sweat, so there was no immediate need for a bath.
Gu Mian washed her face in the bathroom, tidied up briefly, and made sure she looked normal before leaving the side hall.
In the living room, Li Tingshen was smoking while chatting with Yan Mu, his handsome, peerless face showing no hint of emotion, looking noble and abstinent—a stark contrast to the man who had been demanding her passionately just moments before.
Gu Mian couldn't help but inwardly curse every ancestor of the Li family.
