There was no longer any possibility of Jiang Chengxu doing anything with Xu Manman; he had exhausted every means to leave her bruised and battered, her constant pleas for mercy falling on deaf ears.
Jiang Chengxu finally grasped a fleeting sense of pleasure in being human.
As night descended, he sat by the window, watching the dimming lights outside. The sky hung low like black velvet, and a few stars flickered in competition.
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