An Ning hesitated for a moment. She was naturally sensitive to scents and felt that the air around her was filled with Xiao Zimo's presence.
It was like an invisible web, tightly trapping her within.
Not able to escape, not able to struggle...
An Ning tried to speak, "Can you let the Luo Family off..."
Xiao Zimo raised an eyebrow, "They treated you like that, yet you still plead on their behalf?"
An Ning felt a pang in her heart.
"Can you..."
"I can."
This time, Xiao Zimo responded quickly. After all, the whole situation was for An Ning's sake. If she said to let it go, he would naturally let it go.
The two sat on the sofa, and Xiao Zimo pulled her even closer into his embrace.
"Have you thought about what to do next?"
An Ning stared at him with wide eyes, her gaze full of confusion.
Xiao Zimo's heart was being struck intensely. For a brief moment, he felt his blood boiling.
