Back then she had no strength to resist fate. She could only be like a fish on a stick, waiting to be slaughtered.
However, she was no longer in her early twenties. She was no longer the woman who could only cry and do nothing.
"Send someone to pick up Xicheng immediately." Nie Qingru made a prompt decision. "We must take Xicheng away before her people arrive."
"Yes."
Shadow did not dare to be negligent and hurried to do it.
Nie Qingru took a deep breath and suddenly called out to him with a pale face, in a muffled voice, "Do you think I'm not ruthless enough, that I'm giving her a chance to anger me again and again? If I had been ruthless from the beginning, she wouldn't have had the chance to force me to this point…"
Shadow did not dare to answer. He just looked at the tired woman quietly. "I don't know."
Actually, he knew in his heart.
