"Bitch, you bitch, Ren Ying, this isn't over between us!"
Yes, it wasn't over with Ren Ying, and it would never be over with her in this lifetime. Fine, Ren Ying, she dared, she really dared. Twelve years, twelve whole years had passed.
He, Wu Bin, after all, was a respected figure, but he was played by Ren Ying, completely at her mercy for twelve years. Even more so, for her sake, he had locked up his entire life.
For what, what was it all for?
"Ah..."
He clutched at his chest, where it hurt, it really hurt, so much it felt like it was about to explode, and he was so enraged that he was about to go mad.
As for Ren Li, she walked out, took a pair of sunglasses from her bag, and put them on to shield her eyes from the overly harsh sunlight. She sniffed at her sleeve.
It seemed to still carry a faint scent.
She had no choice but to take out a bottle of perfume and spray it all over herself, enveloping her inside and out with an enchanting fragrance.