"Si Jue, where are you taking ?" Mu Yiliang asked, following behind him.
The man ignored her, walked straight to the garage, opened the car door, and finally turned to look at her, "Get in the car!"
Mu Yiliang bit her lip, feeling depressed as she got into the car.
Her heart was filled with confusion, grievance, and helplessness.
Yan Sijue took in her expression completely, a hint of a bitter smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
If this is his purpose for existing... then he should cut the knot quickly.
Anyway, the other him had already made all preparations; now what he needed to do was to stir up her hatred and make her take action against him...
Yan Sijue got into the driver’s seat, fastened his seatbelt, and the car sped off quickly. After not long on the road, he used a Bluetooth headset to make a call, seemingly to Yang Ru.
Mu Yiliang frequently turned her head to look at him, but the man never responded to her, making her feel extrely frustrated.
She didn’t know how long it had been before the car finally stopped. Yan Sijue got out, as if he had forgotten about her, and walked straight toward the white building on the right. Mu Yiliang hurriedly unfastened her seatbelt and jogged to catch up with him.
Yang Ru was already waiting at the door, and upon seeing Yan Sijue, he imdiately said respectfully, "Xin has been inside all along, and she’s been very well-behaved these days."
Yan Sijue nodded, "Open the door."
As he spoke, Mu Yiliang caught up.
She grabbed Yan Sijue’s arm, panting as she asked, "Si Jue, you... why did you bring here?"
He finally showed a smile, but it was devoid of warmth: "You’ll find out soon."
...
Mu Yiliang walked in and saw the woman inside, who was beyond recognition, her face turning pale for a mont.
"Do you recognize her?" Yan Sijue grabbed her wrist, asking coldly.
"I..." Mu Yiliang’s expression showed a trace of bewildernt. She felt she should recognize this woman because those eyes seed all too familiar to her.
"She is Xin," Yan Sijue explained, "You should rember, right?"
"Xin..." Mu Yiliang showed a look of realization, "Why is she here?"
Yan Sijue gave her a complex look.
This woman, her mory might have been altered by Xin. She would say that she was saved by Xin, yet she didn’t know what that statent ant, as if soone else controlled her to say it.
And indeed, that was the case.
Thinking of this, the anger in Yan Sijue’s heart grew increasingly uncontrollable, his cold gaze turning to Xin inside the room.
Xin finally sensed sothing, looked up, and upon seeing them, she laughed hoarsely.
Her rough voice carried a strange excitent: "Have you finally compromised, bringing her here then?"
She made that condition just to disgust Yan Sijue, not really expecting anything, but... if he really agreed, she would definitely laugh out loud.
"You’re dreaming," Yan Sijue sneered, his smile mocking, "Xin, do you think that as long as Yiliang never recovers, I won’t touch you?"
Xin’s tone was indifferent: "Do whatever you want with ."
"You said it yourself." Yan Sijue’s voice deepened.
Mu Yiliang was utterly confused: "Si Jue, what are you going to do?"
"You’ll find out soon." Yan Sijue whispered into her ear.
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