A second ago, he was calling her "Nuan Xia" softly in that gentle tone.
But the next second, he yelled out those three words with all his strength.
The words were spoken in a clear and round tone, and each word was like a slap in the ear, slapping her hard on the face and heart, making the small fire that had just been ignited in her heart seem heartless at this close.
The accusations came to nothing.
Cold, so cold.
Not only his eyes, but also his words were extremely cold.
But Su Nuanxia came back to her senses in his heartless and slightly anxious voice.
She raised her eyes, stared at him blankly, slowly regained her composure, and evoked a moderate smile. As she stared, her smile gradually widened, like a graceful flower blooming between the corners of her lips.
More and more brilliant!
But in the blink of an eye, that smile suddenly faded.
The graceful flowers withered and withered almost at that moment. It was so pitiful.
But he doesn't care.
And what does she have to care about?
"Ha..." Su Nuanxia smiled bitterly, raised her chin slightly arrogantly, and returned to her usual cold and arrogant look. Her eyes seemed to be squinting at Bo Junchen indifferently, but those who knew,
But you can see the indescribable depth of affection in those eyes.
"The confident Bo Junchen I know is back again. But unfortunately, I still hate you, so I advise you, don't expect to get anything from me. The answer you want is here. If you have any
If you want to know, it's better to ask Mo Ji. Compared to me, I think he must know much more than me."
"Su Nuanxia, don't be ignorant of praise!"
"No, I know my own weight too well. Just because I know it, I don't say anything. After all, I am just an insignificant pawn on the chessboard of you people. Cynthia is in their hands and controlled.
Good move, wonderful move. And you..."
Staring into Bo Junchen's eyes, the arrogance in Su Nuanxia's brows became even more intense, and there was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of her mouth. She said to him and herself: "You ask a pawn, the person in control of the chessboard, why
What’s the purpose of pushing her here? Don’t you think it’s a bit ridiculous?”
"really!"
There was hatred in Bo Junchen's words. He pressed Su Nuanxia's hand on her shoulder and used a little more force. Looking into her eyes, there was a hint of disappointment in her eyes: "You really have ulterior motives. Su Nuanxia
, Hanhan is so good to you, but now you are still helping others to harm her. What are your intentions! You - I have known you for so many years, but only now do I know that in this world,
, the most cruel, no, should be the most heartless person, is you!"
"It's me, but I'm not doing it all because of..." you!
I haven't had time to say the last syllable yet.
Suddenly, Bo Junchen released his hand that was squeezing her shoulders tightly, as if unwilling to crush her shoulder blades. He sighed deeply, turned around, and didn't look at her again.
That turning around had the flavor of a decisive farewell.
And Su Nuanxia was actually afraid at that moment.
She was afraid that if he left, she would really never see the man she once hated, was tired of, and even had murderous intentions...
But all these unpredictable expressions could not be seen by Bo Junchen, who had his back to her.
