A chill surged up her heart, dispelling the feeling that made her heart beat faster. All the hairs on her body stood on end. She shook her head violently. No, it was impossible. She couldn't do it. She couldn't accept someone who wasn't Yan Ye.
"He's too good to me, but it's not just his kindness that I accept him. Is it because he's the one who did this to me?" Beiting Huang thought to herself, "When he looks at me, he's looking at my soul through my eyes. He knows and is familiar with my soul, not my body, my identity or strength."
It was her soul, and it had nothing to do with ugliness or beauty. It was precisely because of her soul that such a cold and heartless person like Yan Ye asked Qiong Qi to leave behind healing pills for Beiting Huang the moment he saw her. That was why he had protected her step by step and recognized her after seeing her identity as a girl.
