Song Yan Ning wore an undeniable smile, "If I solve everything and leave, then you back out, where will I find someone?"
Liu Xin was really about to cry. What kind of demon had he run into? How could she guess every thought of his? He truly suspected she wasn't human.
"Here is a three-month supply of the antidote, one pill a day. Otherwise, I can't guarantee you can withstand that kind of pain," Song Yan Ning's red lips curled into a wicked smile as she stepped toward the door to leave.
Liu Xin watched Song Yan Ning's retreating figure and didn't shift his gaze for a long time, then he walked over to the sofa and sat down, feeling tearless despite his urge to cry. Offending Song Yan Ning might be the dumbest thing he had ever done in his life. Yet, he had no chance to regret it.
