"Do you like Wu Huahao?" An Ji suddenly asked.
An Youyou was slightly stunned.
She didn’t expect An Ji to bring up her affairs.
"Will you marry him?" An Youyou hadn’t answered yet when An Ji asked again.
"No." An Youyou was very firm.
An Ji’s fingers twitched slightly, and a hint of joy seed to flash in his eyes.
In the dark night, it was not very noticeable.
"My mother doesn’t allow to marry Wu Huahao," An Youyou explained.
An Ji looked at An Youyou’s eyes and was clearly taken aback.
"My mother says close relatives can’t marry," An Youyou explained.
"Is it just because of your mother’s reason?" An Ji asked.
He asked her softly.
An Youyou thought it over, "Yes."
An Ji pursed his lips.
An Youyou went on, "Wu Huahao is very nice to . Even when I bullied him growing up, he never retaliated against . If it wasn’t for my mother strongly opposing it, maybe Wu Huahao and I could have been together. After all, growing up together, there would always be so feelings."
"Really?" An Ji looked at An Youyou, "Are you like that with everyone?"
"Hm?"
"Everyone is kind to you," An Ji said.
"If others are nice to , of course, I should be nice to them. Isn’t that how it should be mutual? Isn’t the relationship between you and my brother the sa way?"
"Are you the sa with ?" An Ji asked.
An Youyou frowned.
She felt that tonight, An Ji seed sowhat different from usual.
"I’m probably not that nice to you," An Youyou didn’t hide it.
An Ji’s face darkened.
"After all, you’re not particularly nice to either. When I saved you back then, I didn’t see you being particularly grateful; I’m actually quite vengeful."
"If you’re so vengeful, why do you still follow to Beiyuan?" An Ji asked.
An Youyou felt a shock in her chest.
She stared wide-eyed at An Ji.
"So you really forgot the night before you got drunk in Beiyuan Country, A-Li," An Ji’s voice seed to carry anger.
An Youyou’s pupils shook.
What exactly did she do that night?!
What did she do for An Ji to discover she was A-Li?
Could it be she admitted it herself, or...
Did she take advantage of An Ji?!
An Youyou’s mind spun rapidly.
She hadn’t thought about it at the ti, and now that so much ti had passed, she definitely couldn’t recall it.
"Do you need to help you rember?" An Ji asked.
An Youyou was on guard.
Suddenly she felt that An Ji was sowhat dangerous at this mont.
"No need."
An Youyou took a step back.
Because at this mont, An Ji advanced directly towards her.
An Youyou leaned against the palace wall outside, wanting to run away at that mont.
An Ji reached out and trapped her beneath him, leaving no way to flee.
An Youyou stared at An Ji intently, "Did you drink tonight?!"
Feeling that An Ji, tonight, was especially abnormal.
"No," An Ji replied, "But at this mont, I might be crazier than if I’d drunk."
"What’s wrong with you?" An Youyou was really frightened by An Ji at this mont.
What kind of stimulus did he receive?
From the mont they t at Qiankun Hall, she believed she hadn’t done anything to provoke him; everything was the sa as usual. So why did An Ji seem like a different person?
Indeed, An Ji had already reached his limit.
He had been holding back.
All along.
Because he wasn’t sure what he ant to An Youyou until he saw the intimacy between An Youyou and Wu Huahao.
The tumultuous waves in his heart kept rolling, yet he forced himself to suppress them.
So calm, so turbulent, calm, turbulent...
Finally, it reached the limit.
He thought he must have reached the limit.
He couldn’t wait.
He couldn’t wait for An Youyou to admit she was A-Li, couldn’t wait for An Youyou to actively approach him like in Beiyuan Country!
An Youyou could turn around and leave anyti.
He suddenly bent down.
"Mm." An Youyou widened her eyes.
No taste of wine on his lips, just as An Ji said; he was crazier than when drunk.
She pushed a few tis but couldn’t get free.
Her body was ruthlessly pressed against the wall by An Ji, rubbing.
Pain!
An Youyou furrowed her brows tightly.
What on earth had happened to An Ji?!
Did he know what he was doing now?
"Mm!"
An Ji suddenly let go of An Youyou.
He was clutching his mouth.
The mouth bitten and bleeding by An Youyou.
His eyes were locked onto An Youyou, fury surging beneath them.
"An Ji, I’m An Youyou!" An Youyou was furious.
"What else?" An Ji asked her.
"Did you forget Gao Chaoyang?" An Youyou was angry.
"What if I said I did?" An Ji retorted.
An Youyou felt her heart skip a beat.
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