His reaction was too intense.
Almost abandoning all dignity, he rested his chin on her shoulder like an injured puppy, rather than the exalted ruler of the Triad Society.
Xu Si observed his demeanor, her heart softening, yet she didn't step back an inch.
She hadn't lied.
It was indeed him she recalled—his voice the same, his identity precisely alike, and even his appearance was so similar.
Aside from his hair color, his personality had changed slightly.
Except...
The Pei Zhen she remembered didn't like her and even held a grudge against her.
Xu Si couldn't possibly tell him that her approach, her affection, her care, and her protection all had ulterior motives—that she exploited his vulnerability in the past to secure his support for the future.
But the rest...
She gently curled her fingers. Perhaps this way, she could reach through skin and flesh to soothe that frenzied heart. Her voice also grew tender.
