บท 269: The devil's demand

"I…never thought that way! The dress was truly bold and uncomfortable for me!"

Jia felt her patience thinning out. Everytime Mingshen opened his mouth to speak, it was as if he was using some magic to read the unspoken depths of her heart. It was an intrusive thought that even she didn't know if it came to her mind, but now that she contemplated…

She realized that the concern of her weight had struck her a few times. She brushed it away thinking that exercise would shed it off, but this morning race with Mingshen made her think back yet again.

When was the last time she really exercised?

She shouldn't have felt so breathless and tired already. She shouldn't have fallen behind in the race. She shouldn't have felt as if she was dragging her body to move as opposed to it moving fluidly like always.