Chapter 207: She's Not a Woman You Can Toy With

He lured her over with a text message, saying nothing. Instead, he chose to treat the unsightly scar on her right forearm. Shen Wanxing did not inquire further, happily accepting the gesture.

She feared the cold, drank a lot of alcohol to numb herself.

The night deepened.

The garden was colder than the outside by several degrees.

"Young Master, Mr. He has arrived."

Wen Ran was wiping the tools, paused upon hearing this, and with a hint of a smile said, "Let him in."

He set the toolbox aside. The thorn flower on Shen Wanxing's hand was his most stunning work, and from now on he no longer planned to touch these tools. He had waited for the last person worthy of his effort.

He Xizhou's face was cold, and there was a slight chill about him.

After the autumn rain, it turned even cooler.

Upon entering, he saw the woman lounging on the chair; she resembled a cat, all curled up.

Her clothes were disheveled.