"I need to remind you, have you promised before getting married?" Sikong Jingqiu's voice became even colder.
"I will..." Haiyue closed her eyes and bit her lip hard, without notice that her lips had been bitten, and bloodshot slowly oozing out, "I will completely forget Yunyan..."
Sikong Jingqiu looked at the bloodshot on her lips with a dazzling glare and sneered, "So you still remember your promise..."
"I haven't forgotten!" Haiyue grabbed Sikong Jingqiu's hand vigorously, trying to prove something urgent, "I haven't forgotten! Really!"
"Didn't you forget?" Sikong Jingqiu stared at her coldly. After a long time, he slowly raised the album in his hand, "Since you haven't forgotten your promise, then Song Haiyue, tell me, what is this?"
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Haiyue was so scared that she trembled all over, but she knew that if she didn't explain the matter clearly, Sikong Jingqiu might be detrimental to Yunyan...
She knew that she shouldn't think of Sikong Jingqiu so despicable, because from the beginning to now, he had never estimated that hurting him... But Sikong Jingqiu's abnormal silence really scared her.
Haiyue took a deep breath to calm herself down, then slowly raised her head and looked directly at the man with a gloomy face in front of her, "I just want to return the things that belong to Yunyan to him..."
"Is that true?" Sikong Jingqiu glanced at her coldly, not believing in what Haiyue said at all.
"Really! This is true!" Haiyue nodded vigorously, "I didn't lie to you! I am really... I want to make a complete break with Yunyan..."
Sikong Jingqiu turned his deep black eyes, glanced at her with suspicion, and then slowly raised the album in his hand, saying clearly, "So, this album has no meaning to you anymore?
”
Haiyue nodded, "Yes..."
Sikong Jingqiu did not miss the hesitation in her words, and a sneer was sneering, and a trace of cruelty flashed in her dark eyes, "So, no matter how I deal with this album, you will not have any objection?"
"...Yes." Haiyue gritted her teeth desperately, resisted the urge to grab the album back, and nodded.
"Very good." Sikong Jingqiu smiled with satisfaction, stood up suddenly, pulled Haiyue up, pulled the person out directly, took him to the desk, and then looked at her with a smile on his face, "I'll ask you again, this album is here
, to you, does it mean nothing?"
"…yes" Haiyue nodded.
"Very good." Sikong Jingqiu smiled strangely, threw the album on the desk rudely, then opened the drawer, grabbed a pair of scissors.
What is he going to do? Could it be...
Haiyue looked at the scissors and jumped a few times in an empty stomach. An inexplicable panic suddenly surged up.
Sikong Jingqiu looked at her anxious expression with satisfaction, put the scissors in Haiyue's hand, and his tone was light and as if he was talking about something very small, "Since it has no meaning to you anymore...
”
He paused, suddenly raised his voice, and the order he gave was a domineering and irrefutable momentum, "Then destroy them with your own hands!"
Haiyue suddenly looked up and looked at Sikong Jingqiu in surprise. His throat was as if the iron was burned and he could not speak.