"Back then, that woman didn't abuse me, I just found her annoying... you were so easy to deceive, yet you didn't realize you owed me for all these years!"
The smile on that face, as withered as a ghost, was terrifyingly sinister.
He Bainian's gaze suddenly turned gloomy.
Perhaps he never expected that the thing he felt guilty about for so many years was also a lie?
"You..."
He Bainian's chest heaved violently, but he didn't want to say another word and turned to leave the room.
With a bang, the door was slammed shut from the outside.
He Nuoxin's lips curled into an arrogant smile...
In less than five minutes, He Nuoxin successfully freed her hands and feet from the restraints, flipped off the bed, and accidentally touched a small mirror.
— He Nuoxin, look at your ghostly appearance now, do you need me to get you a mirror?
A mirror!
She hadn't properly seen her appearance for nearly five years.
