Chapter 2
2: Chapter 2 Getting Rid of Gu Yixuan 2
2 -2 Getting Rid of Gu Yixuan 2
To be honest, this man was very perfect in appearance, and if one were to judge him purely by his looks, they might mistake him for an Angel.
But he wasn’t, he was a devil, the most beautiful of devils.
The man’s expression was passionate and tender, yet his gaze was so cold that it chilled to the bone.
“I’ve told you before, you should eat on time.
Without food, how will you have the energy tonight?” he said while undressing as if carrying out a routine.
Mo Ran found it ironic, how could he care about her on one hand and start doing the deeds of a beast on the other.
“Don’t you want to leave?
If you starve to death, how can you leave?
I’ve said that I will give you a chance to leave, you should believe my words.” He had finished taking off his clothes and climbed onto the big bed.
Mo Ran’s eyelashes trembled, but inside she was screaming; she could not leave at all, he just didn’t want to let her go!!!
“Not answering me?
It seems you still haven’t learned, I need to teach you well, really teach you!”
She didn’t even frown, she had become numb…
Any union without love was an unhappy one.
While she was in pain, his heart felt not even a trace of pleasure.
But if he didn’t do this, he didn’t know how else to get close to her, how to feel her presence.
All he wanted was to keep her by his side, why was that so hard…
From the initial struggles to the current indifference, Mo Ran had gone through a painful and lengthy process.
If possible, she didn’t want to continue anymore, she just wanted to seek relief.
Perhaps it was the thought of a life no longer cherished that extinguished the last bit of light in her eyes.
The man paused abruptly when he saw her ashen expression.
His deep eyes stared at her, lips pursed, pondering something unknown.
Mo Ran sensed his emotions and, as if suddenly conscious, rolled her eyes to meet his gaze, slowly curling her lips into a faint, cold smile.
Having not spoken for days, she finally spoke, her voice hoarse, “It seems like you’re afraid?
What are you afraid of?”
The man’s pupils shrank sharply, but his strong psychological quality allowed him to quickly resume his usual cold and charming demeanor.
“Huh, what have I to be afraid of?
There’s nothing in this world that scares me,” he sneered, his laugh sinister.
“Is that so?” She smiled again, shifted her gaze away, and stopped talking.
Of course, she knew what he was afraid of, he was afraid she would seek death…
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