"Master." Hidden in a luxurious private room, a delicate yet brazenly pristine woman gazed dreamily at a lavishly dressed man across the table. "It's been three years, Piaopiao hasn't seen you for three years."
The despairing coldness in her voice aroused an unexpected sentiment of sympathy for her. The man across from her smirked devilishly at her, "Miss me?"
"Yes, day and night. There's not a part of Piaopiao's heart or bones that doesn't yearn for you." Hot tears streamed down her face.
"If you miss me, then carry out the tasks I entrusted to you. As long as you do well, perhaps I will claim you from Wang Ling." His laughter was even more wicked now.
A glimmer of joy finally showed in her eyes, "Master, will you take me away from Feng City this time? I have had enough of this torment."
"Fear suffering?"