The instant her wig was taken off, Ning Xi's jet black hair cascaded down like a waterfall and paired with her pale face the size of a palm, it was clear that she had the type of beauty that moved one's heart and soul.
"Us...?" When Ning Xi heard this, there was a flash of panic in her eyes. She could not help feeling like she had fallen into a trap. Her voice raised by an octave, "What does this have to do with me?! I'm not going! I came over to explain to you that we are over. From now onwards, you can walk your sunshine path while I cross my lonely bridge. Please stop interfering in my personal matters!"
The man looked at her endearingly like he wanted to guffaw. "Hah, over? My dear, you're mine. How can we possibly be over?"
Ning Xi could feel her adrenaline spike in the midst of her anger. "Your head! Yours?!"
"Oh? If you're not mine, then whose are you? Lu Tingxiao's?" The air around the man instantly turned heavy with a looming threat.
