"After all, only by knowing both the enemy and yourself can you be victorious in every battle," she said.
This again made Pei Heyan's expression turn even uglier.
"You still won't tell the truth in front of me," he looked deeply at Wen Tang, "Tell me, is it because you had a change of heart, or is it for work?"
Wen Tang felt intimidated by the man's words, and her heart clenched a little. She decisively sat on the man's lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and sincerely said, "After so many years by your side, don't you trust me?"
She whispered in his ear, lowering her voice, "If a woman is willing to give her most precious first time to a man, for her, that man must be someone special."
Her warm words lingered in Pei Heyan's ear, as if carrying a magic that made him sink deeper and deeper, as though someone was teasing his heart with a feather.
Pei Heyan tightened his arms and hugged Wen Tang even closer.
