Xu Shan picked up the saber from the ground, opened it, and held it tightly in her palm.
She raised her head and looked at the man beside her who was staring blankly, feeling another stab of pain in her heart.
She truly loved the outstanding man in front of her, but he injured her completely and even had her buried alive.
Over the past six months, she has been constantly telling herself not to be addicted and not to think about her love for him.
It made her strong and cruel, and also made her more independent and resentful.
When her hatred was at its deepest and deepest level, she wished she could take a knife and cut Yan Mubei's corpse into thousands of pieces.
But when she stood in front of him again, she couldn't remember anything.
The hatred and anger became ethereal, and she would only look at him with such stupidity, just like he looked at Lin Qianqian with stupidity.
She could want nothing, not even her father's death, not even the fact that she was almost killed, or the fact that Yan Mubei loved Lin Qianqian deeply and hated herself.
She just wants to have him, even if he doesn't mean it sincerely.
"Yan Mubei." Xu Shan called him.
The man came back to his senses, lowered his complicated eyes, and slowly turned his head.
The extremely short hair stood on end and was made into a very wild and untamable hairstyle by the styling gel, revealing a smooth and beautiful forehead, paired with a handsome face with red lips and white teeth.
Whenever you see him or are glanced at by him inadvertently, you will always have a stunning and suffocating beauty.
A man full of masculine power, he is extremely beautiful and good-looking.
The monster and wildness are perfectly combined in him, like a lurking jackal or a bloodthirsty vampire waiting for an opportunity.
Xu Shan's heart almost stopped when she was stared at by those cold and charming brown eyes.
She didn't speak, and he didn't speak either, he just stared at her like this.
From his resolute and cold handsome face, there was no hint of what he was thinking at this moment.
How many times had she wished that he would just look at her and look at her with his focused eyes at this moment.
This look made her feel loved.
Xu Shan fell into despair.
"I...I can help you catch Mr. Hao." She said something that even she herself could not believe.
After finishing speaking, she was obviously stunned.
Soon she said again, and she said it very urgently and eagerly: "But you must agree to my conditions, you must marry me as your wife, you only love me, and you will only be good to me in your life."
Yan Mubei narrowed his cold eyes, slightly opened his red lips, and slowly said the words: "Humph, you are quite ill."
Xu Shan's face turned pale instantly.
"Yan Mubei, this is your last chance. I tell you, Master Hao, he will not let you go. He will kill you. After getting everything from you, he will kill you. Do you want to die? Do you want to die like this?
Is it in his hands?"
"None of your business."
"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me that I'm not as good as Lin Qianqian? Why do you do this to me? Why?"
"Because you are not Lin Qianqian."
"……."
Because you are not Lin Qianqian, nothing about you can compare to her.
Because you are not Lin Qianqian, everything about you has nothing to do with me.
Because you are not Lin Qianqian, I can never love you.
Xu Shan slowly squatted down, held her head in her hands, and burst into tears.
She kept asking: "Why? Why do you do this to me? I love you so much, but she keeps hurting you, why do you love her so persistently? Yan Mubei, you idiot, fool..."