He looked at the girl in front of him who was as gentle as water and as pure as snow, recalling all the past experiences between the two of them. His heart was full of complexity, but in just a moment, the reluctance in his heart disappeared. He did not allow himself to fall, and he would never allow his carefully planned revenge plan to fail. He would never allow it. There was no word "failure" or "lose" in his dictionary, because he was a born king.
"I said, if one day I can look directly into your eyes and talk and laugh with you, then it means that you are no longer special in my heart, because we are just friends." Her cold eyes were filled with determination and no mercy.
He didn't expect that just three years would turn her into such a mature and steady woman, and he would never get that weak and coquettish girl back again.