Fang Nuan woke up and opened her eyes to survey the room before her. Her initial disbelief turned to surprise. This really was Nan Xihuan's bedroom. How had she ended up here again? Suddenly, fragments of memory surfaced. She saw herself standing aboard a ship in international waters, her hands tied behind her back, with a mercenary on either side. A mocking smile appeared on Wang Yuyi's face. "Tell me, do you think Nan Xihuan will still come to save you? I heard he was injured, too." Wang Yuyi looked at Fang Nuan, whose face was deathly pale, with a smile in her eyes. Fang Nuan knew all too well that Nan Xihuan had been injured because of her...
