Yihan just pretended not to hear it, with a dull expression, "I can't speak, so I'm afraid I can't help."
Helen was heartbroken and felt so depressed, "As long as you come here every day, even if you sit aside and don't talk, I feel very happy. Brother Yihan, you will help me, right?"
She has already said that she is so pitiful. No normal man would make a beautiful woman so sad.
Moreover, it is an injured beauty, which has greater lethality and is enough to arouse men's machismo and pity for flowers and jade.
Yihan looked up and down, "Is it really that serious?"
Helen was secretly happy that he still relented?!
"Oh, my eldest brother is going crazy because of Leng Yunxi. He has no sense at all. In order to vent his anger for her, he even shows no mercy to his biological sister. He loves her so much? Brother Yihan, you are a man too, tell me this
Is it really normal?”
While she was crying, she did not forget to stab Leng Yunxi.
Unexpectedly, Yihan nodded blankly.
"It's quite normal. She deserves it."
Helen choked on all her words and was so angry that she almost vomited blood.
"..."
What the hell is Leng Yunxi so good about? Not only did Ouyang Yihan obsess over it, but her elder brother also couldn't forget it, and he was completely blind.
The old servant listened very depressed, feeling secretly worthless for his young lady, and couldn't help but say, "Isn't that a vixen? Do men like vixens? But they don't like women who truly love them?"
Yihan didn't take her words seriously at all, as if she didn't hear them.
"Anything else?"
The old servant's eyes widened, feeling helpless as he had nowhere to go.
With such a man, can the lady really win over him?
Helen's heart felt terribly uncomfortable, but she suppressed a smile and said, "Brother Yihan, come in, I have something to say."
Yihan just didn't give her face, stood still and said expressionlessly, "I'll give you five minutes, I still have a lot of things to do."
Helen's heart twitched, was he really not soft-hearted at all? Didn't she look pitiful enough?
She had hot tears in her eyes that she couldn't shed. Under the white light, her little face was extremely pale, extremely sick, and looked pitiful.
"I am about to die. If I have offended you in the past, please don't take it to heart."
Her voice was thin, weak and soft, and she spoke intermittently, as if she couldn't breathe.
Anyone who has any sympathy will be completely soft-hearted.
Who would have thought that Yihan said expressionlessly, "I don't care about the dead."
"..." Helen was dumbfounded, suspecting that there was something wrong with her ears.
She must have heard wrongly. How could the softest man say such cruel words?
Yihan used to take special care of her sister because of her saving her life.
But after that incident, he never liked her.
After tearing away the veil of tenderness, he could clearly see her scheming, and she was scheming against him.
How could this make him soft-hearted? "What else?"
His tone was impatient and he didn't hide it.
The old servant is about to explode with anger. Is this the good man who values love and justice and takes great care of her as the young lady said?
This is clearly a scumbag, unkind and unkind.
Helen's face was ashen, her heart ached, but she refused to give up, "I really love you. Please believe this. My love for you has never changed. You are the only one who truly cares about me and loves me."
My man, you are the only man who cooked and drank porridge for me when I was sick. It tastes really good and I feel happier than ever before."