Nangong Liuyun was using his life to scheme against her, little by little pressing harder, constantly trapping her!
He was taking a gamble!
He was betting that at the last crucial moment, she would force him to avoid the fatal point. He was betting that she, Su Luo, could not bear to see him die. He was betting that she, Su Luo, actually had a thread of affection toward him!
He was this kind of man. His heart was scheming, sophistically shrewd, and calculative. He also had formidable power as well as endless capital. The type of man that he was, even if he gave a certain woman an opportunity, she would never be able to escape.
He said that she was an exception.
Could it be that even after so many years, she was the only one who had been given this choice?
In Su Luo’s mind, suddenly lightly floated the image of that simple and neat beautiful woman who could overturn a country.
Could it be that he never gave the Jade Lake’s Fairy a chance?