"Do you really think letters written by Yun Xi are the same as those written by you?" Shen Heting gripped her waist, his long fingers tightening abruptly, pulling her into his burning embrace.
Dragon musk wafted from his breath as he spoke, his voice laced with a grinding frustration: "You truly have no heart at all."
Wen Shiqing collided with his heaving chest. She opened her mouth to retort, but he spoke again.
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