Watching as Yin Hun the Nineteenth left indifferently, Tang Yan panicked completely. Everything she had planned couldn't fail like this.
She chased after him and blocked his path, "Darling, I know you're having a headache. Surely it's because Tang Qingxue gave you some kind of drug, right? Let me massage you, it might help."
Though anxious, she maintained a gentle smile on her face, knowing that this smile had a lethal effect on him. Everyone said her eyes resembled Tang Qingxue's when she smiled like this, and it was this smile that had captivated Yin Hun the Nineteenth the first time he saw her.
At this moment, Yin Hun the Nineteenth stood under the light, which shone down on him. His extraordinarily handsome face was shrouded in an unfamiliar coldness, particularly his deep eyes, which increasingly seemed impenetrable to her.
