Ever since Prince Sesshomaru came back, he has been standing in front of the window, his elegant back shrouded in the rosy sunset.
He didn't speak, and Huanhuan couldn't ask directly, even though she was extremely curious about the future young lady.
Next to her, she yawned boredly and alternated her stance with her feet.
Gradually, the night filled the air. A pair of light to erratic eyes were reflected on the glass window, as silent and solemn as the night.
"Are you afraid of death?" he said suddenly.
Huanhuan blinked her big watery eyes curiously, "Why do you ask?"
He stared into the night, "What if the price of living is to sell something important?"
"Well," Huanhuan didn't quite understand what he meant. She always felt that his question was very mysterious. She stroked her chin and said, "It's always good to be alive." The implication is that your life is gone, how can you still survive?
Why do you care about those things?
Well, Miss Su Huanhuan is very afraid of death.
Mojia slowly withdrew her gaze and turned around. Her long hair seemed to be coated with a mysterious luster, which almost blinded her.
Huanhuan's eyes immediately became misty, as if he had seen a gorgeous and incredibly beautiful comic character!
Without letting her obsession escalate, Mojia passed her and said, "You can go out. Tonight, you are not allowed to take a step closer to this place without my permission."
He spoke calmly, with a hint of toughness and a consistent commanding tone.
"Oh." Although Huanhuan also wanted to leave early and sleep in her princess-style bedroom, she was becoming more and more servile in front of him, which made her a little unhappy.
Damn, he is really a person who is born with the habit of giving orders. How come all kinds of rice must produce all kinds of people? Isn't a harmonious society bad? Isn't it bad?
After walking out of the study, she went upstairs. As soon as she reached the corner, she bumped into someone.
"Ouch!" The other party hit the wall and cried out in pain.
Huanhuan quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
Upon hearing this voice, Su Ziyin's delicate body trembled, and she stared at her in disbelief, "You...you...why are you here?!" Her voice was out of tune, with a look of shock on her face.
Huanhuan was also shocked, "Zi Yin?!"
The sound of footsteps was heard on the stairs, and Su Ziyin suddenly woke up. Without saying a word, she pulled her and ran towards her room.
"Zi Yin, wait a minute, you..."
"Shut up!"
Su Ziyin scolded fiercely, her heart burning as if it had been burnt by flames.
Shouldn't she be in Canada? Why did she appear in the Mo family?!
Damn it!
Huanhuan was so angry that her next words were stuck in her throat, and her wrist suddenly hurt. Only then did she realize how hard she pinched herself...
Dragging Huanhuan back to the room, Su Ziyin closed the door with a bang.
Stiffly, she turned around and stared at her with eyes that were about to burst into flames, "Why are you here?"
"Zi Yin, it's actually like this. I had a little accident and couldn't go to Canada." Huan Huan explained hurriedly, "At that time, I also wanted to tell you, but... I was afraid that my uncle would be disappointed, so...
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Before she could finish speaking, Su Ziyin interrupted her, "Are you just afraid that Dad will be disappointed? Or are you planning something at all?"