He couldn't control his desire to have her, but because of the bonds of gratitude and suspicion, he suppressed his own feelings.
Sheng Feng had actually realized by then that he couldn't keep Mo Shiche tethered, whether it was with Miaomiao or with gratitude. Sooner or later, he would return to Tangtang's side because of his love for her; it was only a question of time.
But at that time, he was too confident, or rather, he hadn't expected that Mo Shiche would actually strike out at him for Tangtang and choose to turn against him.
This chess game had ended with a complete loss.
Closing his eyes for a moment, Sheng Feng said indifferently, "Miaomiao, admit defeat. It's too late for me to turn back, but you still can."
"I haven't lost! What makes you say I've lost? Wasn't it I who saved Mo Shiche's life? Otherwise, how could he have survived until now?!"
