Li Yuhua held his gaze steadily. She knew her value. Her beauty was not fleeting. Her charm was not naive. It was something cultivated over time… refined, controlled, and, when she chose to reveal it…
Irresistible. And right now, she was revealing it fully.
In her mind, there was no man who could refuse her in such a moment, especially when she was practically begging to be taken on the spot.
"Your daughter didn't lie," Lin Feng said calmly. His voice was steady, yet carried a quiet certainty.
"I do have a soft spot for women like you."
When Li Yuhua heard Lin Feng's answer, her heart began to pound violently against her chest, each beat louder than the last.
It was as if something long buried within her had suddenly awakened, surging to the surface with unstoppable force.
For a fleeting moment, she hesitated… her lips parting slightly, her gaze wavering. Years of restraint, grief, and unspoken longing tried to hold her back.
