Synopsis
Ruan Shu keeps to herself—always has. "I make it a point not to ask favors from anyone, and I don't welcome being asked either." The man she's been tangled up with for weeks now sits propped against the bed frame, jaw tight with what looks like anger before his mouth softens into something like a smile. "Fine. So stop asking things of me?" Ruan Shu considers this. "Okay."
