"I thought I had already made it clear, don't bother me again." Ao Xue looked at the watch impatiently, calm on the surface, but she was a little anxious, hoping that no one would pass by here.

Yan Mingyao did not miss the impatient look on her face. His heart hurts very much, just like someone slashing around his heart with a scalpel, and the person who hurt him is his favorite person.

He swallowed hard, and the hangover made his mind unable to be clear. He was also willing to use the excuse of being drunk to numb himself. He stepped forward and grabbed Aoxue tightly, "I can't let you go. Even if you hate me in the future, it doesn't matter. I want to take you away."

His strength was very tight, and Ao Xue couldn't even shake it. As she was getting closer and closer to the door, she became more and more frightened. Once she left the door, their entangled look might be seen by anyone, maid, guest, Aunt Xia, or even Ye Nianmo!

The huge panic and helplessness in her heart made her cry desperately. Tears wet her eyes and made her delicate makeup. Yan Mingyao's steps paused.

He could numb himself by being drunk and do things that forced her, but he couldn't watch her cry. Her crying was really sadder than letting him die.

"Why?" Ao Xue murmured, and the anxiety that had just happened before getting engaged in the room suddenly burst out. She threw Yan Mingyao away, so strong that he couldn't even grasp it.

"What do you like me? Do you think I am a good person?" Ao Xue smiled miserably at him. The things that had been accumulated in her heart for a long time were revealed one by one. According to her own hands, the ornaments on her wrists slid down like arms, revealing many wounds of varying depths.

"Look, are these wounds ferocious? Do you think I really have depression? No, these are all intentional. I watched the blades scratching on my arms, blood rushing to emerge, and the dull pain caused by the staggered skin and skin, I am the kind of woman who will do anything for the purpose!"

She roared desperately, looking at his surprised gaze, and her heart suddenly felt relieved. She walked around the room irritably, and her high heels stepped on the ground with sharp sounds.

"Aoxue!" Yan Mingyao knew that she was under too much mental pressure now. He frowned and wanted to pull her, but she smiled and avoided. She laughed and she shed tears, and supported her hands on the dressing table and murmured, "Do you think these are all mine?"

She suddenly turned her head again and shouted loudly: "Do you think this is all about me?"

"Aoxue, calm down." Yan Mingyao looked at her with a smile, anger and sad look, and wanted to comfort her, but she quickly said: "You don't know, during the time when something happened in the International Shopping Center, a woman was bullied there, and that person was me."

As soon as he finished speaking, her arm was already squeezing, Yan Mingyao's eyes were red, and because of the angry hangover, he became hideous and terrifying. His face muscles were tense, his lips were pursed into a straight line, and he squeezed out his words from the gaps of his teeth, "Who is it! I killed them!"

Ao Xue looked at him quietly. His anger was not like making a fake. The pain from her arms seemed to connect the pain of the two. She suddenly laughed, laughing uncontrollably, leaning forward and backward.

"Why are you laughing?" Yan Mingyao asked her frownly. His mind is now full of trying to find out the mess.
Chapter completed!