Shen Ninghua tightly gripped the gold needle in her hand, feeling her vision becoming more and more blurry. "Second Prince, you just said you wanted to be my brother."

"Yes, I just said that. I wanted to be your brother a moment ago, but it doesn't mean I still want to be your brother at this moment." Baili Jinchuan seemed to be enjoying Shen Ninghua's helpless struggling in his arms. His face that was always cold carried a satisfied smile as he continuously brushed past Shen ...