Fu Zhinian's Crisis (2)

When he saw his surroundings clearly, he subconsciously curled his body up. "Who are you? Why have you kidnapped me?"

They had succeeded. This was the second personality.

Lin Wanxin's cold expression turned soft and gentle. She gave a smile, as if she had magical powers to cure all the pain.

"I'm here to help you."

With her warm smile, Fu Zhinian became slightly less guarded.

"Help me? No, you're a bad person!"

Lin Wanxin touched his head. Her tone was kind and carried with it a trace of pity.

"I understand your pain. Regardless of your birth, appearance, even death, you can't be the one making decisions. You're just like a manipulated puppet, living for others. What belonged to you are all taken away by your other self. Are you willing to take this lying down?"

Her tone was rhythmic and formed a drumbeat in Fu Zhinian's heart. He could not help but let his emotions follow the other party.