470. Chapter 470 The softest place where she exists
Slightly startled.
From the corner of his eye, Bo Jinghan looked at the shiny blade with a cold light, and his fingertips shook without leaving any trace.
But the next second, she stabbed the sharp blade back into the cap of the pen.
Twist it in the opposite direction.
Then he turned the murder weapon back into the shape of a pen and handed it back "respectfully".
"You'd better keep such a commemorative thing by yourself! I--can't afford it!"
Look at the disgusted expression on her face.
Ivan raised his eyes disapprovingly, but did not pick it up.
"This is a replica of my original self, now lying in my cousin's coffin!"
coffin?!
Doesn't that mean that he won't let him go even if he dies?
This monster man is truly a monster... so ruthless!
Taking a deep breath without trace, Bo Jinghan raised his head to meet Ivan's meaningful gaze, exhaled slowly, and loosened his grip on the penholder slightly, but had no intention of moving towards him.
"Ivan, what do you mean by telling me this?"
"This is a friendly reminder..."
After a slight pause in his words, Ivan, who was looking down at her, suddenly made a quick move and grabbed her neck the moment she dodged.
But this kind of clampdown does not have any potential for crisis.
Bo Jinghan seemed to feel it, but he was just startled and then relaxed.
Staring into his deep blue eyes, the corners of his mouth that were originally tense gradually turned into a hint of charm.
"Earl, your friendly reminder is really special!"
Fingertips, caressing her neck.
Bo Jinghan seemed to be able to feel that her aorta was under his cold fingertips.
Every inch of movement is permeated with misleading ambiguity and a chilling evil aura!
It’s chilling—
"Cynthia..."
The sexy, evil voice seems to be very close at hand, but it also seems to be extremely elusive and coming from afar.
"Cynthia, in our circle, if you want to be strong and win in conspiracies, you must not have emotions! If one day, the person who should be the closest to you shows a knife to you. Then, remember
Heed what I just said, use this knife to stab him in the softest place. Even if you are there, don't hesitate...Only in that way can you survive!"
The person closest to you?
The softest place?
Does she...do she exist?
Ivan's words were like a tangled mess hiding a riddle, rolling around in her mind and overturning her originally clear thoughts.
What does he mean?
Is it reminding her that the people closest to her are her enemies?
Where is the softest place where she exists? The heart?
One mystery leads to another mystery.
Bo Jinghan, who was getting more and more confused as he thought about it, simply suppressed the mystery in his heart, suppressed the complicated expression in his eyes, and raised his eyes to look at Ivan.
The crimson and voluptuous lips moved slightly as she moved, provoking a charming and sultry smile without any emotion.
"Ivan...I have accepted your gift, can you let me go now?"
"certainly."
Letting go, Ivan habitually took half a step back.
Wherever he looked, Bo Jinghan also made the same action as him.
"As expected, those who have been trained since childhood are different from those who are half-way to become a monk like me!"
Bo Jinghan touched his neck, said something jokingly, then raised the "pen" in his hand at him, turned around and was about to open the door and leave.
