Leng Huaichen was stunned.
I didn't expect that this 18-year-old girl would be so insightful and courageous.
He developed a rare sense of compassion.
"You're still young. You might be willing to throw yourself into a flame if you like someone, but what if that person isn't worth it?"
"If I succeed, I'll be lucky. If I lose, I'll die." She looked at him firmly. "I'm willing to go to the dark night. No matter what kind of world there is, I'm willing to give up my current relatively comfortable life to accompany him."
From childhood to adulthood, she has been able to do everything well, learn things quickly and achieve success easily. There is nothing she cannot get without hard work.
Because it seems that most things can be obtained easily, it becomes a bit boring after a long time.
The feeling of unrequited love is like a spiritual opium that makes her addicted.
She sent a farewell text message to Mu Qinghuan, then left with Leng Huaichen in a car. Not long after, she boarded his private plane and left the imperial capital.
Looking at the imperial capital that was getting smaller and smaller, and facing the unknown territories, she felt as if she had broken free from all constraints and was reborn.
So what if you're like a moth to a flame.
She must get what she likes.
Leng Huaichen looked at the girl's cold and resolute profile with a somewhat complicated look in his eyes.
Is it true that every woman who meets Leng Huaijin will lose her mind and throw herself at him, eventually burning herself to ashes?
Thinking of the woman he had locked up, Leng Huaichen tightened his clenched fists again.
Ajin, this is my last gift to you.
I hope you like it.
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