Shi Nuan turned her face away,
"You can forget it, I'll never like you. If I marry you, you won't have a good life either."
"Then I'll never be liked." Lu Xingshen gazed deeply, his thumb pressing against her face, gently caressing,
"I've had enough of good days, I don't want them anymore."
"In any case, Little Nuan."
Lu Xingshen straightened up, his cold and stern black eyes fixed on Shi Nuan, a madness that brooked no refusal in the air, "You, I am determined to have."
Shi Nuan's legs went weak for a moment, she cursed under her breath, maniac, and turned to leave. Lu Xingshen didn't stop her, and his voice sounded leisurely behind her, "I'll give you time to think. Don't imagine you can place your hopes on Chu Nianyang. No matter how formidable she is, she can't stay by Chu Zhan's side all the time, and as long as you don't marry me, I'll be at odds with Chu Zhan. He may evade once or even twice, but not three times. He can't win against me."
