C9 (1/2)

Ihao looked at the woman who dared to hold him with a smile that was not a smile, and when he saw her eyes that were full of pleading, he remained unmoved. Why? You want me to let him go on your account? ”

Hearing Ihao's words, she felt warm all of a sudden. Stunned, she stared at him, her face hurt, and then slowly let go of the hand in front of her.

Yes, who was she to him? What right did she have to beg him to spare her father's life?

She was not his person, she and him were nothing!

However, she still couldn't help but feel sad, and she wanted to cry! In these ten years, did he not know how deep her feelings for him actually were? He didn't know, he didn't know anything!

Thinking of the past ten years she had allowed herself to live in a world she had invented, living in a joke, her warm heart felt like a thousand knives stabbing at it, and even a light breath felt painful.

Seeing that she lowered her head, he reached out and lifted her face. Seeing her face full of tears, he crooked his finger: ”Cold and warm, it's fine if I don't kill him. But, let's see what you can use in exchange!”

Hearing Ihao's words, her warm eyes flashed, and she lowered her head. The two small hands on both sides of her body clenched tightly in that instant.

”You … You... You, you, you … What do you want me to exchange for it? ” Looking at the expressionless look in Ihao's eyes, she felt a bone-piercing cold wind blowing towards her.

Hearing that, Yi Hao did not say anything, but only smiled coldly. What was he thinking? At this moment, everything that belonged to her and the Leng Clan belonged to him. What else did he need her to exchange? He, Ihao, never made a loss.

With that in mind, Yi Hao increased the force of his grip on her jaw and mercilessly pushed her to the side. Warmth didn't expect that Yi Hao would suddenly push her, causing her to lose her balance and fall heavily onto the ground while screaming.