C7 (1/2)

She did not expect Yun Ya to snatch the blade from the guard's hand, and thrusted it towards his abdomen.

She was stunned by Yun Ya's actions, her head was in a daze for a moment, allowing Yun Ya whose hands were drenched in blood to hold her hand.

Yun Ya's face was filled with pain as he looked at Shen Qingyi resentfully, ”You hate me this much? It's not enough to find someone to sully me, and you still want to kill me? ”

With that, she slowly slid to the ground and closed her eyes.

The guard was also stunned. Yun Ya had only ordered that if he continued to act, he might get slightly injured, but afterwards, she would give him a huge sum of money and send him away.

But with Mr. He's temper … The guard's heart skipped a beat.

Yun Ya never planned to let him live in the first place!

He looked up in fear and saw He Sinan's extremely cold expression and the movements of his hands.

The guard was scared to the point that cold sweat broke out all over his body as he quickly kneeled down, ”I beg you, please don't kill me. All of this is …”

”Bam!”

The guard's eyes widened as he pointed in Yun Ya's direction, unable to open his mouth.

Deathly grief …

Shen Qingyi was scared stiff by the guard's actions. Panicking, he turned to look at He Sinan.

Their eyes met.

He Sinan's eyes were dense, and it was his hatred towards her.

Shen Qingyi's throat was dry as he shook his head with great difficulty: ”It's not me.”

”Enough! Shen Qingyi, I know how to look when I have eyes! ”

Shen Qingyi laid on the ground, her eyes filled with bitterness. She painfully pressed onto the location of her heart as she looked at the man in front of her with an almost imploring gaze.

”I really didn't do it. Si Nan, please, believe me, okay?”

Seeing her pleading eyes, He Sinan stopped asking.

”Shen Qingyi, you have to be glad that you have the ability to receive blood transfusions. You better pray that nothing will happen to Yun Ya, or else I won't let you have it easy! ”

He carried Yun Ya, and after giving her a stern warning, he turned around and left.

”He Sinan!”

Shen Qingyi knelt on the ground and watched He Sinan's leaving figure. His eyes turned from sadness to despair and then into emptiness.

Every breath of his was filled with heart-wrenching pain.

He Sinan, in these three years, will you let me live an easy life one day?

The He's Residence courtyard was pitch-black, the moon covered by thick black clouds.

Shen Qingyi was imprisoned in his own courtyard, waiting for her fate.

Four hours later, she was dragged to the Orchid Yard.

After a day of not eating, she knelt on the ground in a trance, her knees chilled to the bone.

On the bed not far away, He Sinan lightly dipped the handkerchief in water and wiped off Yun Ya's face.