"Don't..." Han Zhiyan walked barefoot to Shangguan Chen, stretched out her hand, grabbed his arm, and said in a pleading tone, "Chen, don't do this, it's too cruel!"
How could the best of men be so cruelly obliterated!
Shangguan Chen's face darkened, he ignored Han Zhiyan's words, and ordered in a cold voice, "Do it!"
Han Zhiyan stood aside, frightened and yelling at Pei Wen to stop all this, but he still did not move.
Finally, when Han Zhiyan was helpless, she rushed in front of Shangguan Jin and pushed away the man in black who was about to torture him with unusual force. She opened her small hands and stubbornly stood in front of Shangguan Jin with her thin body.
But Shangguan Chen still stood there, not moving at all. His hands hanging by his side were slightly clenched into fists, and the knuckles of his hands turned white.
There was even a hint of destructive murderous intent in his eyes.
The eyes he stared at her were sharp and dark, with a bit of disappointment and sadness.
Han Zhiyan pursed her lips, her voice trembled, and explained to the angry man, "Chen, this is enough, okay?"
Shangguan Chen's chest rose and fell, his cold face remained calm, he nodded slightly, took two steps forward slowly, with a condescending attitude, staring at her as he followed Guan Jin, and a beautiful smile suddenly appeared on his lips: "That's enough."
Yes? Yanyan, do you know what you are talking about?"
His expression was so cold, but his smile was so touching, and his tone was as intimate as affectionate sweet words, with a touch of tenderness, and each word struck Han Zhiyan's heart like a floating thread.
Han Zhiyan hurriedly shook her head. In desperation, she said with difficulty, "Chen, this is not worth it!"
She didn't want him to do such a cruel thing for her, and she didn't want to stain him, who was as clean as snow, and she wouldn't be able to wash it off for the rest of her life.
Shangguan Chen's face was uncertain, and under his ever-changing eyes, there was a dangerous cold air. His heart sank, and his face became more and more ugly.
"I say it's worth it!" He felt an irrepressible breath boiling in his chest, about to burst out.
Shangguan Jin, who had been unable to speak for a long time, said angrily, "Zhiyan, go away, he will not let me go!"
Han Zhiyan shook her head, tears slowly overflowed, and she looked at Shangguan Chen who was losing his mind in front of her.
In the past, Han Zhiyan's tears seemed to be Shangguan Chen's weakness, but now she shed them for the instigator, deeply hurting his heart.
It was as if he was the instigator of the cold-bloodedness, and they were the victims.
He couldn't help but begin to feel that this world was extremely ridiculous.
"Han Zhiyan, go away!" Shangguan Chen stared at her with cold eyes and a serious tone.
Han Zhiyan looked at Shangguan Chen warily, fearing that if she wasn't careful, he would make an unimaginable mistake.
However, her stubbornness deeply aroused Shangguan Chen's anger. A strong murderous aura floated all over his body, and his eyes became as cold as thousand-year-old ice.
He didn't allow his woman to stand up in front of him and protect other men.
He will never allow it!
"Here, let me go, let's go!" Shangguan Chen said every word and scolded him coldly.
Han Zhiyan walked forward slowly, stamped her feet, raised her red eyes, her eyes revealed a sincerity she had never seen before, and suddenly knelt down, her voice was unusually calm, "Then vent all your anger on me!"