Yan Sijue was silent for a long ti before speaking, "Could you ask Master Chen to co once more? I have questions for him."
Qiao Yebai’s face changed slightly.
"What, is it inconvenient?" Yan Sijue lifted his eyes.
Qiao Yebai gritted his teeth, "Convenient, why wouldn’t it be!"
But again, he would have to ask Lian Xiaoxiao...wondering what request that woman would make this ti.
"But you have to tell first, what did you discover?" Qiao Yebai pressed on.
"I’m going upstairs to see Yiliang first." Yan Sijue evaded the question and turned to leave the dining room.
Qiao Yebai was furious, turning to Xiaoze, "Do you know?"
Xiaoze, who had played all afternoon and was hungry, was gnawing on a chicken leg and looked bewildered at Qiao Yebai’s question, "Know what? Daddy and mommy were quite okay this afternoon."
Qiao Yebai threw down his napkin in frustration and got up to make a call.
...
When Yan Sijue pushed the door open, he saw Mu Yiliang curled up in a corner of the sofa.
Her body was huddled, her eyes unfocused on sothing, appearing dazed.
Upon hearing footsteps, she looked up and, seeing Yan Sijue, instinctively shrank back.
The instinctive reaction made Yan Sijue’s pupils constrict slightly, and a sharp pain pierced his heart.
Yet he seed unperturbed, smiling as he asked, "Yiliang, why aren’t you coming down for dinner?"
She shook her head, "I can’t eat."
"What would you like to eat? I’ll make it for you," he said softly.
Mu Yiliang shook her head again, forcing a smile, "It’s okay, I’ll co down when I’m hungry. You don’t have to worry about ."
Yan Sijue looked at her intently, squatting down in front of her, "Don’t you want to see ?"
"No, it’s not that!" Mu Yiliang quickly shook her head, thinking bitterly, how could she not want to see him? But she was really scared...
"Are you afraid you’ll kill ?" Yan Sijue said softly.
Mu Yiliang’s pupils instantly enlarged! She stamred, "Ho...how could that be?"
"Yiliang, don’t lie to ." He laughed helplessly, "I know you too well, even the slightest change can’t escape my eyes. I know what you’re worried about."
That mont by the pool in the afternoon, the hatred in her eyes did not go unnoticed by him.
Mu Yiliang’s eyes suddenly reddened, "I’m sorry, I don’t know why, I don’t want to be like this either..."
The man felt a tug at his heart, the pain intense!
He held her hand tightly, gently laughed, "Yiliang, I know everything. You don’t have to worry about impulsively killing . Rest assured, I won’t die easily. You’re not a professional assassin; do you think just because you want to kill , you could actually do it?"
Mu Yiliang stared blankly at him, inexplicably feeling this conversation was sowhat bizarre...
But the heaviness in her heart unknowingly dissipated sowhat.
"I won’t kill you." She suddenly spoke, sullenly, with a child’s defiance and stubbornness, "I know I won’t."
"Mm..." Yan Sijue chuckled softly, feeling a warm stream rise within his heart.
He embraced her, gently coaxing, "I know you won’t. Co on, let’s go down and have dinner, alright?"
Mu Yiliang hesitated for a mont, eventually nodded.
Although that intense hatred occasionally surfaced, controlling her rationality, she believed that the power of love was more enduring and stronger than hatred.
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