Qingluan was so worried she didn't close her eyes for the entire night. The next day, she sported a pair of heavy panda eyes, racking her brains to come up with a strategy that would make the other person say at least a sentence, or even half a sentence.
In the past, she and Daiyue often watched serialized dramas together. Whenever they saw plots where devoted beauties were driven to self-harm because of faithless scoundrels, they would grind their teeth in hatred.
Yet she never dreamed that this exact plot would now play out on her own Master.
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