Lu Jiaojiao looked at the man before her, who was clueless when it came to romance, and felt compelled to briefly recount her past. Of course, her purpose was to demonstrate loyalty to Chen Pingchuan.
Deep in her heart, she harbored a shadow of a belief: those without value didn't deserve to live. She had mistakenly drunk the water from the mountain village and hadn't been much help in the subsequent battle. So now, she needed to remedy the situation quickly, or she might be abandoned by this new boss at any moment. She didn't want to die for nothing.
Although her nickname was the Poisonous Widow, that was just to make herself more intimidating, not because she was truly a husband-killer!
"Hmm." Chen Pingchuan grunted noncommittally.
