His kind of anger, if he didn't control it tightly, he might have punched Zhenxian in the face.
"Is that so...don't you have anything to say to me..."
Riko continued to accuse, tears overflowing her eyes in large drops, sliding down her face and dripping onto her clothes.
"I - I'm so sorry." Zhenxian took a long time to say this.
The expression on Murano Nojo's face did not relax. When he saw Riko's tears flowing more fiercely, he clenched his fists tighter and tighter.
"Just a sorry..."
Riko smiled faintly, and the long hair around her face was wet with her tears. She nodded gently and left sadly.
But when she passed by me, she paused again and said something to me that made me confused.
"If it wasn't...that kind of relationship, I think I could do anything to the person I like...in order to get him, I can use some means, right? But after all...we have the same
Bloodline, after all... you are mine... mine..."
When she got to the important point, she suddenly stopped.
"What exactly?" A special complex made me unable to stop asking.
"Tell you, can you give up Han Zhenxian? Because we have that kind of relationship, can you let him go for that kind of relationship? I think, no!"
What was she talking about confused me...
Could it be...? I gasped suddenly and suddenly remembered that I have a half-sister who went to Japan. My father was married four times in total. Could it be that she?
"Senior Yunlizi, is it correct that your father...is Chinese?"
"Sorry, my current father is Japanese."
After Yunlizi said these words, she left. I was stunned for a moment. When I came back to my senses, I found that Takenojo had also left, and only Han Zhenxian and I were left at the scene.
"Life..."
Han Zhenxian walked up to me and held my slightly cold hand.
He seemed to have something to say to me, but I immediately pulled my hand away from his warm hand.
I don't know why I refused so nervously and trembled so much.