Chapter 42 Because You Like It
- Zhan Senyu’s face was completely drained of colour as he laid motionless on the bed; cold sweat peppered across his forehead as his brows furrowed in agony. Albeit his exhausted expression, his facial muscles were clenched so tightly that it was clear that he was gritting his teeth in anguish.
- I feel even worse now.
- Someone as poised and elegant as him doesn’t deserve to look this pathetic.