Reborn, I Married My Mortal Enemy

Before she was reborn, Rong Yan and Mo Xingji had always been enemies. He was like a lofty flower atop an icy mountain, cold and utterly devoid of feeling. She refused to give up. “Mr. Mo, do you smell something burning? That’s my heart burning for you.” The tycoon replied coldly, “That may not be something burning. It probably smells like barbecue.” Her: “...” After she was reborn, she gazed at the man before her, his arms holding her captive against him, her eyes filled with suppressed, restrained intensity. The man asked hoarsely, “Tell me, does this smell of barbecue resemble your heart burning for me?” Her: “...” Damn, the more you think about it, the scarier it gets...