There is nothing wrong with her doing this. He is a cruel and evil devil. The murders he committed are enough to make him die a thousand times or ten thousand times!
But why are her hands shaking?
Looking at his calm and undefended face, looking at his calm and regular rising and falling chest, why was she trembling so violently?
He said he loved her.
After experiencing so much, maybe she no longer doubts this.
His treatment of her was indeed different from those arrogant women.
However, it was precisely because of his overwhelming power that Chu Yilun died tragically in vain.
Isn't it?
Her hands were shaking, her shoulders were shaking, and her whole body was shaking so hard.
The past and fragments of getting along with Yesi Luo, scene after scene, passed through her mind like lightning.
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The first time she broke into his bedroom at Ye's villa, he looked at her with evil eyes, held her wrist and pulled her into his arms, "Leave Chu Yilun and be my Yesilo's woman!"
He pinched her cheek tightly, biting her tongue to kill herself, and shouted urgently and hoarsely for the doctor.
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He took her to Suoyaqi, where the situation was turbulent, and let her see Chu Yilun's tomb with her own eyes.
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He broke into the house late at night, took her out of the bathtub with her hands dripping with blood, and sent her to the hospital while roaring all the way.
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Like a hero descending from the sky, he led a large number of troops to rescue her who was kidnapped.
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He tortured Li Sunrui, who had bullied her, to a point where life was worse than death.
He took matters into his own hands and beat the gangster who kidnapped her to death.
He held her face in his hands and said he loved her.
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He said that for her, he would give everything he had.
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So, what if she wants his life? Will he give it to her?
Cheng Liuli's eyes were filled with tears. She kept taking deep breaths and exhaling deeply.
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Yes, even if there is an insurmountable hatred as wide as the Milky Way between them, but...
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His arrogance, his brutality, his arrogance, his gentleness, his thoughtfulness, and his deep affection have long been carefully stored in her heart.
And his pain, his anger, and his fear are also there.
"Do you hate me so much? Hate me so much?"
"I am not that man, and you are not my mother...I will never, ever, ever, be like that man..."
"Don't you hate me? Then why do you want to commit suicide like a coward? Wake up! You are not allowed to die without my permission! No!!"
He held her with blood all over her body and shouted hoarsely. The hoarse voice that changed the tone kept echoing in her mind.
Her heart suddenly hurt so much that she could hardly breathe.
No! Don’t be soft-hearted!
Can't be soft-hearted! Can't be soft-hearted! Can't be soft-hearted!!!
She can't be soft-hearted to him!
That is unfair to Chu Yilun!
Gritting her teeth, she finally set her heart aside, closed her eyes, and stabbed the knife fiercely under the moonlight!
However, when the cold blade was less than an inch away from his neck, she suddenly stopped her hand.
The sharp blade seemed to be shining with bloodthirsty light in the dim night.
And the hot tears kept rolling down her cheeks.
Cheng Liuli looked at Yesi Luo, who was still lying quietly on the bed. He held the sharp blade high in his right hand, like a fish on the verge of death. He was gasping for air, but he couldn't stop the tears from pouring out of his eyes.