"Enough..." Nuannuan shouted, biting her slightly pale lips, "Song Yansheng, that's enough—"
The past she didn't want to mention, the history she didn't want to uncover, was now laid bare by Song Yansheng so openly. How could she bear it!
Song Yansheng's fingers tapped lightly on the steering wheel a few times, and he glanced at her sideways, his finely chiseled brow forming a faint whirl...
There was some heartache.
But if he didn't push her to the edge, how would she know that the lifeline she wanted only he could provide!
Only he, Song Yansheng, could give!
She wanted revenge, and only by clinging to him obediently... no one else but him!
At the same time, he hoped that from now on, she would not continue to belittle herself, nor feel any guilt towards him!
The response he wanted needed her to stand on equal footing with him to accomplish!
He hoped he could be loved with dignity, while loving a dignified her...
