Li Ruochu was at a loss for words as she stared at his face.
He could still see her bite marks on his sexy lips. His lips were a little dry, and when he breathed, it was like orchids, giving off a fatal and alluring scent.
"It's all your fault. You made me unable to eat or sleep. You made me lose interest in any woman. You made me live in self-blame and guilt. You've hurt me quite badly. How are you going to compensate me in this life?"
Helian Qingyu was "accusing" her of her evil deeds, but it sounded like a confession from another heart.
"I…"
Li Ruochu had mixed feelings in her heart and didn't know how to answer him. Just now, she felt as if her soul had been taken away by him and she was trapped in the illusion he created. After she came back to her senses, she struggled to leave. "That's none of my business. Mr. President, please let me go!"