An Ruo tried to pull his body, but he was immovable, like a mountain.
With lips tightly pursed, he suppressed the rage in his heart and said coldly, "Do you know what the consequences are for not keeping a promise?"
An Ruo looked at him, a sneer spreading across her lips. Under her gaze, the man suddenly felt a panicked, embarrassing loss of composure.
"Threatening me again?" She stepped back and spoke with a cold tone, "Tang Yuchen, you still want me to give you another chance, to observe your behavior for one year. Ha, let me tell you the truth, unless you die or I perish, I will never forgive you."
She gave him back his words, changed into her own style.
He had said that if she wanted to escape him, the only way was if she died or he perished.
Now she said the same, hoping she could forgive him, accept him, with the same condition: only possible if one of them died.
Tang Yuchen's heart suddenly ached, her words filling him with despair and discomfort.
