It felt like the first time he'd ever had such an indescribable feeling.
The Snake Belt had returned to Mai Mingle, not because he'd had a change of heart, but because Mai Mingle had seized the last possible opportunity and had Hai Luwei knock him over at the critical moment. Ever since she had recovered, a strange, peculiar, and conflicted feeling had taken root in Fu Tailan.
On one hand, he wanted to do something for Mai Mingle, to make her happy and help her forget, just for a moment, the nine-month countdown. On the other hand, a burning unease made him secretly wary of her—as if she was about to make his life difficult, and he needed to be on his guard.
But Mai Mingle didn't say a word about what had just happened, acting as if the person who had just tried to rob her was someone else entirely.
"So, it was a trap?" she asked calmly. "Your mind works fast. What did you figure out?"
For a fleeting, almost imperceptible moment, Fu Tailan felt a flicker of bewilderment.
