(Comic Version: Beautiful Artwork of Jiang Nannan)
Jiang Nannan closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened them again, there was a chill in her gaze.
"I've endured all their contempt and manipulation."
The night wind swept through the alley entrance, lifting the loose strands of hair before her forehead.
She stood there, slender in figure, yet her back was held perfectly straight.
Lin Ye fell silent for a few seconds before speaking in a steady voice. "From today onward, no one will ever manipulate you again."
Jiang Nannan raised her eyes to look at him. Her lips moved, but in the end, she said nothing.
Yet something slowly, resolutely began to shine in those breathtakingly beautiful eyes.
Before long, the two arrived at a shabby little inn in the western part of the city.
Half the lightbox above the entrance had broken, the hallway reeked of damp mildew, and most of the white paint in the corners had peeled away.
Lin Ye watched Jiang Nannan walk ahead. She stopped before a room with a faded number plate, and as she took out her key, her fingers tightened slightly.
The number one beauty of the outer court, so glamorous on the surface, was in truth a deeply independent and filial girl.
Jiang Nannan opened the door. The room was dimly lit, with only a small bedside lamp casting a murky yellow glow.
Just as she was about to step inside, she abruptly froze. Someone was standing in the room.
That figure was none other than Xu Sanshi.
Jiang Nannan's pupils contracted sharply. "Xu Sanshi?! What are you doing here?!"
Xu Sanshi turned around, still idly fanning himself with his folding fan, a smile of self-assured composure on his face. "Nannan, you're back?"
Jiang Nannan strode forward and