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A sense of satisfaction surged within Ling Xue, but her thoughts quickly drifted elsewhere.
Returning to Su City, memories flooded her mind. She recalled promising to let Ling Yu meet Liu Jiang. This promise lingered in her heart, causing her some inner turmoil. At that moment, the system seemed to sense her thoughts and suddenly prompted her: a new mission was available. Ling Xue was taken aback for a moment before she saw the information about Liu Jiang. It turned out that Liu Jiang had previously been a target for mission strategies, and if the Female Body made contact, it would trigger a high-difficulty task. However, now that the system had upgraded, Ling Xue felt she was no longer afraid.
Taking a deep breath, determination shone in her eyes. With the opportunity to face Liu Jiang again, she decided to bravely embrace the challenge.
After arranging to meet Liu Jiang, Ling Xue felt both nervous and excited. As soon as Liu Jiang saw her, he began to shower her with sweet words. His gentle voice was like a spring breeze, stirring ripples in Ling Xue's heart.
Just then, the system displayed a prompt indicating that there was a mission available for acceptance. Ling Xue paused slightly, contemplating what kind of challenge this new task would bring.
Faced with Liu Jiang's deep affection, Ling Xue felt she could no longer hide the truth. Taking another deep breath, she slowly spoke: "Liu Jiang, I can no longer keep my feelings from you. I've been through so much. I was once kidnapped and bullied by a man named Lao Lang Zhi, controlled by Yidai, and even worked as an escort at Jun Yue Club. I'm not pure anymore; you should forget about me."
Liu Jiang tightly grasped Ling Xue's hand, his gaze filled with unwavering warmth and determination. "No, Ling Xue," he said softly. "You will always be the purest and most beautiful in my heart. None of that is your fault. I love you for who you are; no matter what you've experienced, I will never leave you."
Ling Xue's eyes glistened with tears. "Liu Jiang, do you really not mind? I don't want you to be judged because of me."
Gently wiping away the tears at the corners of her eyes, Liu Jiang replied, "I only care about you; others' opinions don't matter. Ling Xue, I love you, and this love will never change."
Moved by his words, Ling Xue found herself swept away by Liu Jiang's affection and tenderness. He gazed at her lovingly and said, "Let's not dwell on those unhappy memories anymore, okay? Let me love you properly."
Ling Xue nodded gently; their eyes were filled with love and desire. Unable to resist any longer, they embraced each other as if they were the only two people in the world.
Hand in hand, they walked into a nearby hotel. In the hotel room, they released their emotions freely, kissing each other passionately.
Their bodies pressed closely together as they felt each other's warmth and heartbeat. In that moment, they forgot all their worries and pain, lost in this sweet madness.
After their passionate encounter, the blood-stained sheets stood out starkly under the soft light.
The bloodstains resembled a dark red flower blooming at the center of the pristine white sheets, its edges slightly blurred as if telling the story of their recent intensity and tenderness. The sheets were delicate and soft with slight wrinkles remaining from their passionate aftermath.
Liu Jiang's gaze fell reverently upon the blood-stained sheets; his eyes sparkled with boundless happiness and satisfaction like countless shining stars. That vivid red against the white sheets appeared so strikingly beautiful—almost like a unique mark of their love. The corners of his mouth lifted into an incredibly gentle smile that seemed to hold the world's most precious treasure—a heart full of love and cherishment.
"This is our testament of love," Liu Jiang whispered softly; his voice was like a gentle breeze brushing against Ling Xue's ear. His long and warm fingers delicately held her slender hand as if cradling a rare gem. Then he gently pulled her into his embrace as if nurturing a fragile flower. He held her tightly as if wanting to freeze this moment of happiness in time forever—transforming it into an everlasting beautiful memory.
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