Xiang Shangtian's expression changed slightly. He sat on the chair in front of the bed and glanced at the wound on Xia Ziyan's hand with cold eyes. He frowned sadly, but this expression disappeared in a flash.
"Why is this happening? Aren't you a great woman?" Xiang Shangtian asked suspiciously.
"Eating secretly while carrying my own man behind my back, I'm lucky not to be disabled. Are you satisfied with this answer?" Xia Ziyan glanced at him, and her tone of voice was inexplicably cold.
Xiang Shangtian looked at Xia Ziyan sharply. There was no other unnecessary expression on his cold face, "Is what you said that day true?"
"What day? I have said too much nonsense. I can't remember which sentence Mr. Xiang said?"
"That sentence you like me."
Xiang Shangtian frowned and frowned at Xia Ziyan's face.
"You have also seen that a woman like me who lives in the underworld may die one day. I am not qualified to like anyone. Mr. Xiang is drunk and can't hear others clearly." Xia Ziyan sat up weakly and wanted to
She got up with a very sad expression. What she said was true. She had passed through the gate of hell twice.
Xiang Shangtian took her hand and said, "I have already thought about it. I can help you leave the gang. There is only one condition."
Xia Ziyan opened her eyes and looked at Xiang Shangtian in surprise. "What?"
"Be my mistress." He said leisurely. With those words and his stern face, Xia Ziyan couldn't see his love for her, but instead felt more hatred.
Agreeing or rejecting was just a matter of her thoughts. She really wanted to agree, but she felt vaguely that she couldn't agree. Agreeing so quickly would only make Xiang Shangtian tired of it early. Xia Ziyan was in a strong conflict.
"Why? You obviously don't like me." Xia Ziyan asked doubtfully.
"Do you have to have an answer?" Xiang Shangtian said still lukewarmly.
"Although I thank you for taking me away from Xuanhuan, if there is not enough reason, it will not be enough for me to make this important decision about life." Xia Ziyan asked aggressively. She was still thinking about whether to agree or not.
"Because you are like her, the woman I once loved." He spoke concisely. There was no trace of love in his cold eyes.
Xia Ziyan sneered. Rumei was the only one in his heart. "You make me feel more hatred and guilt. I'm sorry, I am not someone else's substitute. Please get out."
Xia Ziyan stood up, picked up the hanging potion bottle, walked to the door, and opened it.
Standing outside the door was Cheng Haohan. Cheng Haohan raised an evil smile, suddenly put his arm around her shoulders, and pushed her to Xiang Shangtian, "Do you want to take her away?"
"Brother Cheng, tell me if you have any conditions." Xiang Shangtian negotiated directly with Cheng Haohan, ignoring Xia Ziyan's feeling, as if they were talking about a commodity.
"Huh?" Cheng Haohan pretended to think seriously, "Let's play the truth-telling game. If the answer is satisfactory, you will take her away."
Xiang Shangtian looked at Cheng Haohan's smiling face suspiciously and gritted his teeth, "I will only answer three questions."
"First, is Liu Rumei the person you love most?"
Xia Ziyan lowered her eyes and calmly waited for Xiang Shangtian's answer.
Xiang Shangtian hesitated for a long time, "Yes." He finally said it.
Xia Ziyan remained expressionless.
"Did you really frame your ex-wife Xia Ziyan's father?"
Xia Ziyan clenched her fists, her face still expressionless.
"Yes." Xiang Shangtian replied with a frown, the expression on his face seemed a bit complicated.
"The third question, if Xia Ziyan had not died, would you have killed her?"
Xia Ziyan raised her head slightly and placed her eyes on Xiang Shangtian's face, which was responsible for his expression. He could see his brows furrowed in pain, but his eyes were unfathomably deep.