C296 Strange Illness

She bowed her head, teeth clenched, engulfed in a silent struggle that seemed to be tearing her apart from within.

The young man in the traditional Tang suit stood before Miss Su, a cold smirk playing on his lips, exuding an air of inevitability—as if her consent was assumed, regardless of her willingness.

"Hmm?"

Ren Haoyue had been attentively following their exchange