"Then let's wait a little longer, wait for one week."
Every word from Su Yan betrayed her impatience.
"During this week, wrap up everything, then we'll leave, and never come back..."
She was born here, grew up here, but now, she was incredibly eager to leave this place.
Shen Chizheng wasn't foolish, he naturally noticed her urgency.
Yet, he didn't ask anything, just reached out and held her in his arms again.
His chin rested on her soft hair, speaking with a tone full of hope, "Then, Yanyan, the last time we talked on the phone, you said you wanted to give yourself to me, does that still count?"
The expression on Su Yan's face suddenly froze.
In an instant, the joy of seeing him was utterly destroyed by his words.
She felt a chill spreading from her feet, within seconds, it extended to every part of her body.
She could almost clearly feel her body temperature draining away at a terrifying speed.
Gradually turning cold, without a trace of warmth.
