"If she wants to eat, she can eat for a lifetime, I just fear she might not want to."
Meeting Lu Chenyuan's deep gaze, Lin Yan's red lips slightly curved, "I'm going to take a shower, you answer the door when the takeout arrives."
Lin Yan slowly took off her clothes in the bathroom. She turned the shower to its hottest setting, her back against the bathroom's cold tiles.
She exhaled a breath of murky air, unable to calmly accept the fact that Lu Chenyuan wanted Zhao Wan'er's life.
It wasn't that she was driven by a martyr's complex; she just didn't want Lu Chenyuan to tread a path of no return.
If he were caught, what would happen? Wouldn't his conscience be condemned? No one had the right to take another person's life.
She just wanted to live a peaceful life with Lu Chenyuan, without any storms, having three meals a day, stepping out with the sunrise, and coming home with the sunset.
Her simple dreams seemed to be getting further and further away.
