Every word from Li Hannian was like a cold knife, stabbing into Wen Shining's heart, one after another.
For her, this was far more painful than being publicly humiliated or thrown into jail.
In her heart, even now, there lingered a faint glimmer of hope.
She thought that at least he had liked her a little, that she was at least his friend, that the two of them were a bit more special than others...
The man's words utterly shattered the last trace of fantasy in Wen Shining's heart.
With her pride, her arrogance, her vanity...
Indifference and oblivion were punishments far better than hatred.
And what Li Hannian wanted to do, was to make her suffer.
All those who had hurt Chu Nanxi, he intended to pay back double, including this person who had stolen her manuscript and had yet to be found, even more so, double and double again.
Watching the last glint of light fade from the woman's eyes in front of him, Li Hannian turned away with satisfaction and walked towards the door.
