Duan Lan, you underestimate me too much!
He did understand her very well, knowing how high her loyalty to love and marriage was, and how she couldn't tolerate even a bit of grit in her heart. So this move might not mean much to other women, but for her, it really hit the nail on the head.
But as time passed, he seemed to have forgotten one thing: the one thing she hated the most in her life was being manipulated by others!
What made him think that she, Ji Xinhe, was so weak that she could just obediently wait for her fate to toy with her? She never believed in fate; she only believed in controlling it!
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As Mu Houchu came out of the room, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and the chill around him almost spread. Ling Feng was guarding the door, and the news the scouts from the capital had brought was already known to him. It was precisely because he knew that he became even more frightened.