Seduced by a fool? Ha, impossible.
In the original, Shang Yanting turned to leave, only to be tackled by Jia Xitong.
"Let go, what are you doing?!" Shang Yanting barked angrily, no one had ever been so rude to him.
"You don't sleep when I tell you to, so I have to fix you, don't I?"
Jia Xitong straddled his back, her hands tightly choking his neck, making it feel like he was about to suffocate, "Sleep, not sleeping is bad for your health. You see, you're staying up late every day, and your temper's getting worse. I won't harm you, I just feel sorry for you."
What is this nonsense?
For a fleeting moment, the original Shang Yanting felt a slight pity for the version of himself in this world, mixed with hatred.
She hugged him so tightly, like a plaster that couldn't be torn off.
The original Shang Yanting's forehead was bulging with veins, feeling an urge to kill her immediately. But not yet; he still needed her to torment the Shang Yanting of this world.
