He let out a cold laugh, sparing no effort to humiliate An Ning's delusions. "Scare you? You think I have all the time in the world to play with you? An Ning, when I pampered you, you should have cherished it. You should know I don't lavish affection on just any woman, do you understand? But now, I don't want to pamper you anymore. Of course, I won't be indulgent toward you because of old feelings. I will handle things impartially, and I certainly won't let personal feelings sway me. Do you understand?"
An Ning suddenly smiled and spoke in a deliberately coquettish tone. "Uncle, stop it, will you? I know I was wrong; I'm taking back the agreement. I'm not divorcing you."
She kept telling herself over and over: No way, Uncle wouldn't be so heartless toward her. He must be pretending to be cold and the scratches and kiss marks on his chest must have been left by her last night.
