An Ning also understood, she couldn't endure any longer.
Xiao Zimo raised an eyebrow: "Don't want to endure anymore?"
"I don't want to."
"Have you thought it through how to act?"
An Ning looked at Xiao Zimo and then softly leaned into his embrace, "I know you'll help me, right?"
"Of course."
An Ning looked at him with some expectation, "Have you thought about how to do it?"
Xiao Zimo pulled her into his arms and gently stroked the long hair on her forehead.
"Don't rush, hasn't she been playing slowly all these years? We'll play slowly too. You should know, making her lose something is the biggest blow to her."
An Ning suddenly looked at Xiao Zimo with some lingering fear. This side of him was too terrifying, but An Ning knew that he wouldn't harm her.
"I know Shang Wenshu has an uncle in the underworld who has definitely helped Wenshu a lot behind the scenes."
