The man picked it up, looking at the light-colored tea in silence for a long ti.
"I haven’t made tea in a long ti. My skills might be rusty, please forgive ," Mu Yiliang broke the silence.
Only then did Nie Qing lift it to his lips for a sip, then set it down again.
He sighed lightly, "You’re not her, after all."
Mu Yiliang’s lips twitched slightly, "Of course. Besides, I think I’m much younger than that woman."
Nie Qing was nearly forty, and he had t that woman when he was young; that woman was probably older than Nie Qing.
Nie Qing looked at her emotionlessly, "When I knew her, she was about your age. In my heart, she will always be young."
"Oh," Mu Yiliang responded, rolling her eyes inwardly.
The goddess of a young man’s dreams... Honestly, if Nie Qing were to see how his goddess had aged, he might not be so persistent.
"Your na is Mu Yiliang?"
"Yes."
"Yan Sijue spoils you. In just three days, half of my people have been taken down," he chuckled. "I guess it won’t be long before he finds this place."
Mu Yiliang’s heart clenched, nearly bringing her to tears.
"Is there any possibility... even the slightest chance, that you’re willing to let go back?" Mu Yiliang asked, unwilling to give up.
He didn’t speak, still looking at her.
"Instead of finding a replacent, why don’t you find the woman you love?" Mu Yiliang cautiously suggested.
He suddenly laughed, "You truly are completely different."
"Of course."
"You’re far worse than she is."
"..." Mu Yiliang endured it.
"In that case, I can only do this..." he sighed again, "I like the way you smile, it’s so beautiful it breaks my heart."
Mu Yiliang was on guard, "What do you plan to do with ?"
Nie Qing smiled lightly, "You should know a little about , right?"
"You... you want to turn into a specin?" Mu Yiliang felt a wave of nausea in her chest.
He smiled gently, "No, I just want you to smile forever."
Mu Yiliang’s teeth began to chatter, "I’m telling you, no matter what preservation thod you use, it won’t last long... Even if you subrge a specin in formaldehyde, it will swell, and the expression will deteriorate... Really, think it over carefully."
"I have a special preservation thod," he softly whispered, "Want to admire my collection?"
Mu Yiliang forced a smile, "No... no need! I’m not interested at all!"
"Do you know why I’m opposing Yan Sijue?" he continued to whisper gently.
Mu Yiliang’s expression changed, "Why?"
"Because... he has affected too many people’s interests."
Mu Yiliang recalled Yan Sijue telling her that Nie Qing was a tool crafted by Wall Street bankers and financial magnates!
It seed that Nie Qing still hadn’t completely broken free from their control!
"To save her, I must get rid of Yan Sijue," his voice grew even gentler.
Mu Yiliang imdiately realized who that "her" was!
She had always suspected that the woman was dead, but apparently she wasn’t!
"So...?" Mu Yiliang asked cautiously.
"If you cooperate with obediently, I can stop opposing Yan Sijue."
Mu Yiliang chuckled dryly, "You’re not going to save your woman?"
"Heh..." He gave a strange laugh, "I know she’s just fine; no one can hurt her. It’s just that she knows if she claims to be in danger, I’ll keep doing things for her."
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