A look of irritation crossed her stunning face, and a chill settled in Shen Xuejin’s eyes.
"When you say such things, Shen, have you no thought for how you’re burning the bridge behind you?" Huo Nanchi said, his fingers tracing the rim of his teacup.
Shen Xuejin lowered her head. She understood his meaning. Her stay at the Zhenping Marquis Manor had indeed been a desperate measure, and she had certainly made use of him—including the poisoning incident a few days prior.
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