A crazed light flashed in Lu Luo's eyes, but he quickly suppressed his inner turmoil.
He closed his eyes for three seconds, and when he opened them again, his composure had returned.
"Ameng, please don't go, okay?"
His voice suddenly softened, laced with a tenderness that was almost a plea.
"That Male Beast is lying to you. He doesn't like you at all. Chu Jing told me so herself."
"I can show you my true face, but if you don't like it… can you let me keep wearing this skin?"
Lu Luo's voice dropped.
He wasn't afraid of her seeing it.
He was afraid she would turn and leave once she did.
"Why?"
Heng Cuo blurted out.
Lu Luo took a deep breath.
"I don't want to be taken away by that female beast. You know about my background."
His voice was strained, and his eyes grew dim.
"This identity I have now… it wasn't my choice. I…"
Lu Luo trailed off, hesitating.
There was so much he wanted to say, but he was afraid saying too much would scare her away.
"Alright. I agree."
