No matter how loudly the little fellow called her, Lin Momo was like a wax figure. Although her body did not move and her face was expressionless, the conflict within her almost overpowered her.

Tang Long, the name that had been engraved in her bones, and the handsome face of the man before her merged together. “Humans are fate's fools.” After getting drunk, they had entered the same hotel room.

Although everything had happened that night after she had gotten drunk, ...