Song Enyan's hand couldn't break free; Nangong Ze pressed it firmly against a part of him, and she could obviously feel the intense change in his body.
Her cheeks were burning fiercely.
Especially upon hearing his oath, a sound like ice shattering rang suddenly in her heart.
Between them, that deep divide, was like a skylight had suddenly been opened, letting in the light.
Only, Song Enyan was still in a daze, not understanding why he had suddenly run to her side to say these words. What did he mean?!
The two looked at each other, each person's gaze locked onto the other's.
"Yanyan, do you still refuse to believe me?!"
Suddenly, a vase described a parabola, "bang," it smashed onto Nangong Ze's head, followed by another "bang" as it hit the ground, the crisp sound of shattering glass ringing out.
