She was an ordinary girl, yet she harbored a deep affection for this menacing man before her—the current Wing King, Gu Mo寒. She was willing to give him everything.,He stared coldly at the woman who no longer struggled in the pool, a cold sneer playing on his thin lips.,Air was forced back into Nan Wan'yan's nostrils. She coughed up a large pool of blood, her face pale and strained as she half-slumped against the edge of the bathtub, gasping for breath.。