Everyone has their own temper. Even the most amiable person has their limits when provoked. The things Liu Xin did had long ago crossed Lu Xinyi's bottom line.
Sometimes, when she wakes up from a midnight dream, she doesn't even dare to think about it. If, on that day, she had not happened to run into Xiao Xuyang, and if it had really gone according to Liu Xin's design, what kind of days would be awaiting her now?
The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. A sense of dread welled up from the depths of her heart, making her shiver uncontrollably.
