The man's fingers gently grazed the girl's skin, and with a smile that did not reach his eyes, he said, "You know, I never let myself suffer a loss, that man has never touched me."
"It's all my fault, if it wasn't for my desire for fun, insisting on taking you to that place, you wouldn't have been captured by those foreigners, it's all my fault..."
Wen Meimei was full of self-blame, wishing time could be turned back. If only she hadn't been so playful back then, Luo Liu wouldn't have met with disaster, it was all her fault.
"Silly girl, it's all in the past, don't think too much."
The man laughed it off without much concern and continued to lead her into the ancient castle.
After entering the house, Wen Meimei was immediately deeply captivated by the luxurious and magnificent hall. This place seemed like the Prince's castle; how could Luo Liu be living in such a place?
Could it be that she was dreaming?