Reborn, I Married My Mortal Enemy

Before she was reborn, Rong Yan and Mo Xingji had always been enemies.

He was like a flower blooming high on an icy mountain, cold and utterly devoid of emotion.

The woman refused to give up. “Mr. Mo, do you smell something burning? That’s my heart going up in flames for you.”

The big shot was icy as ever. “That might not be a burning smell. It’s probably the smell of barbecue.”

The woman: “…”

After she was reborn, the woman gazed at the man before her, who had trapped her in his arms. His eyes were filled with a restrained, suppressed light.

The man asked hoarsely, “Tell me, does this smell of barbecue resemble your heart burning for me?”

The woman: “…”

Holy crap, the more you think about it, the creepier it gets…