Leng Yu Yan choked, her beautiful eyes filled with annoyance and astonishment.
How could someone speak of a condition that denied her humanity as if it were an everyday trivial matter, as if discussing family gossip?
And to suggest that he could think of a way, as if her episode of Extreme Joy Powder required a man.
Seeing that his hand was still clutching hers and not letting go, she struggled again. Unable to break free, she clenched her teeth in frustration and retorted sharply, "Is this how the Crown Prince finds amusement? It's just Extreme Joy Powder. I will return to the Prince Mansion, lock myself up, and endure it."
"Mo Chen and the others will be back before dawn. Don't you want to know the outcome?"
His voice was clear and solemn, cutting through the previous mocking and interest, growing more resonant and pleasing in the deep of the night.
Leng Yu Yan stared blankly at him, unable to utter a word for a long while.
