No matter how many times she had been frustrated before, any time she saw this man, the unwillingness would emerge again. As long as he took one tiny step towards her, even a single word from him or a mere glance in her direction, it was enough to drive her into madness once more.
There's no reigning in feelings, she had no way to control them.
From the very first moment she saw him, she had already planted seeds of ceaseless infatuation and wild fantasies.
For so many years, it never once subsided.
It was the mere intrusion of woman named Jiang Ruan, how could it not infuriate her?
Fu Chi was standing right under a white incandescent lamp, the faint light adding a layer of color to his cold white skin, making his features even more extraordinary.
Lou Xingyue's heart started to race, the heavy thumping against her chest made her uncontrollably excited.
"Being your former doctor, I naturally hope that you get better."
