C2 (1/2)

Bright red liquid flowed down from the man's forehead and reflected in his frightening eyes. He quickly retreated and picked up an item from the box before throwing it towards the man without even looking at it.

A sweet smell immediately spread in the air, and someone roared. Jing Xiaoxiao did not hear clearly what was happening, and when her body passed by a crystal accessory, she did not even think about picking it up before smashing it towards the beam of light that was following her.

With a ”pa” sound, the surrounding light dimmed down. Then, Jing Xiaoxiao took the opportunity to run to Wang Yiling's side and pulled her towards the door.

Liao Mingyun foolishly looked at the tall figure standing by the window, his black silk suit wrapping around his muscular body.

In these 18 years, she hadn't seen Xiao Meng Han. She was even more enchanting than she imagined. Just standing there was enough to captivate one's soul.

”Why haven't you contacted me after coming back for so long? ”If I hadn't heard it from Aunt Ying, I would have thought that you were abroad, Meng Han, and I would have missed you.”

”Miss Liao, I don't think there's a need to contact you. Please leave.”

”Meng Han?” She stood up and walked over to Xiao Meng Han's side. She was only 1.7m tall, but when she looked up at Xiao Meng Han's beautiful face, her heart was pounding hard. Her talkative mouth turned clumsy at this moment: ”I, have you forgotten what you promised me when you were young?”

Xiao Meng Han was still looking out of the window, her expression cold and her voice low: ”I only remember now, don't come looking for me.”

”I love you.” She did not know where she got the courage to do so, she only knew that if she did not confess this time, she would never have another chance: ”I love you. From the moment I first saw you when I was five, I told myself that you were the only man I would ever have in my life. All these years, with so many people chasing me, I have never forgotten about you.

18 years? It had already been eighteen years since she first found out that she was different from others. Xiao Meng Han slightly pursed her lips, her ice-cold face didn't have the slightest hint of warmth. Her deep eyes were filled with a depraved darkness.

Liao Mingyun raised her head with all her might, trying to make her smile as bright as a flower, ”Meng Han, the only person who can stand by my side in this world is you. I have never loved a man before.”