Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

  A long time later, she finally forced a sentence out of a throat, “Your legs are fine. Did you pretend to be disabled? You have been lying to me the entire time!”


  “Never once have I said that I was physically disabled!” Qi Yan closed in a step toward her and replied indignantly.

  His tall and lean body exuded an overpowering sense of oppression. It was completely different from his playful self which he had usually put up in front of her.

  The Qi Yan who was on his feet was very tall in height.

  Even Tan Bengbeng had to tilt her head upward in order to meet his gaze.

  She trembled slightly after she heard what he had said.

  She bit her lip.

  The images of her experiences from the start, when she had just regained consciousness on the isolated island, up till now flashed past her mind.

  According to her memories, Qi Yan had indeed never mentioned that he was physically disabled.

  She hadn’t questioned it, hence she had never asked him what had happened to his legs. At that time, he merely cast her a glance. She even assumed it had hit a painful spot in his heart. As such, she was considerate and did not continue probing…


  She only understood everything now.

  Qi Yan must have been at a loss as to how to answer her. After all, his legs were perfectly fine and one might take him as a lunatic if they saw that he still continued to sit in a wheelchair every day.

  However, she was actually buried in the dark for so long and did not notice it, just like a fool!

  It was good anyway.

  It was good to know that his legs were fine.

  In that case, she would be able to leave without any worries.

  When Tan Bengbeng raised her head again, her gaze had already regained its usual peacefulness as she said, “You had promised me that you only needed me to accompany you for a month, and thereafter, you would send me away from the isolated island.”


  Qi Yan curled his lips; he seemed to have guessed that she would say something like this right from the start.

  The smile on his face did not harness much gentleness.

  “I had mentioned that I would send you away from the isolated island. Aren’t you away from the isolated now?”


  “…”


  It only took Tan Bengbeng a few seconds to realize that his promise then was merely a trap that was made possible by his careful choice of words.

  She stared at him in disbelief.

  Qi Yan stood with a straightened body.

  The sea breeze blew against his long, silver-gray hair.

  His rolled-up sleeves were flapping along with the wind.

  He stared fixedly at the stubborn Tan Bengbeng with his charming, yet devilish, eyes.

  A dangerous light shimmered beneath them.

  He had never been short of women who wanted to get close to him; they were prettier than her, more feisty than her, richer than her…


  However, none of them had caught his interest.

  He had laid his hands on her at the start due to the effects of the medicine.

  He was never someone who would shortchange himself.

  He had gotten into a sexual relationship with her, all because he was dispensing her medicine. Of course, she should shoulder the consequences.

  He could almost imagine the image of her making a scene in front of him, or even forcing him to be responsible for her after she woke up from her coma and knew that she had lost her innocence…


  If she had really behaved that way, she might have been fed to the sharks long ago.

  However, she did not do so. He could still remember her calm gaze then. The clothes on her that had been stained because he was too rough…


  However, she did not reveal a single hint of fear when she stood before him, nor did she cry and weep. Just like him, she merely sized him up when he was doing the same to her.

  Perhaps her reaction then was too calm, so calm that he had developed a slight wicked interest for her.

  He approached her in his wheelchair and told her personally that he was the one who had taken away her innocence when she was in a coma!

  However, who would have thought that she would give such a calm reply.

  “How do I get out of this place?”


  Tan Bengbeng…


  Her name did not merely signify the Heaven falling and the earth rending—she would continue to remain expressionless even if the mountains crashed before her.

  Perhaps, it was from that encounter that he started to develop an interest in her…