When Fang Shaxue remembered that the true daughter she had hated for three years… was actually the target she was supposed to capture, the first thing she did was tie the girl up and kiss her hard.

When Fang Yihan hit her and cursed at her, she treated it as flirting.

When Fang Yihan mistakenly believed she had killed her loved ones, Fang Shaxue didn’t bother to explain—she just wanted to hear a few more insults.

When Fang Yihan tried to run away, she coldly warned, “Run again, and I’ll break your legs.”

Fang Shaxue plotted everything like a strategist, yet no matter what, she couldn’t figure out what was truly in Fang Yihan’s heart.

In the end, she didn’t even realize how the tables had turned.

All she could remember was that tearful face suddenly giving her a wicked smile, turning from prey into predator, whispering by her ear:

“If you hadn’t imprisoned me first, you would’ve been the one locked up.”

“Be good. Don’t think about running. I’ll break your legs.”

Fang Shaxue just giggled: “Even if I wanted to chase you away, you wouldn’t leave.”