In her previous life, Su Yan was hounded by an obsessive tycoon. She ran, he chased, and she couldn’t escape.
Watching her with nowhere left to run, he wore a look of madness and possessiveness. “A-Yan, stop running. You can’t get away.”
After living her life over again, he leaned tenderly close to her ear and repeated the same words, only more threateningly. “Try running again and see what happens.”
This time, she nodded vigorously, her eyes sincere. “I won’t run, I won’t run. I absolutely won’t run.”
Behind his back, though, she used her supernatural skills to make a name for herself among the powerful.
Many days later, he pulled her into his arms, having not seen her for a long time. His sickly, sinister face even showed a trace of pleading. “A-Yan, let me hold you for a moment. Just a moment.”
Su Yan pushed him away and declared, “Men only slow me down when I’m drawing my sword.”
The obsessive tycoon burst into tears in the bathroom.
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