Ho Yumeng closed her eyes, wearily waved her hand at him, "Forget it, the ten minutes are up. I have fulfilled my promise to you and given you ten minutes. Now please fulfill your promise to me, do not bother me again, I hope we never meet again. Let us grow old without ever crossing paths!"
Jian Ruzhou hurriedly checked the time, "Ten minutes up? Impossible, how did it pass so quickly..."
He suggested the ten minutes, believing that as long as he could coax Ho Yumeng in private, she would change her mind.
Even if ten minutes were not enough, as long as he could have ten minutes alone with Ho Yumeng, he could stretch it into an hour, a whole night.
However, things did not turn out as he had imagined.
During these ten minutes, the heartfelt words he had pondered over, those he thought would move Ho Yumeng, were all sharply rebutted by her.
His genuine intentions, his deep feelings, were dissected by Ho Yumeng and turned into shameless, despicable utterances.
