Mu Chengfeng stood up suddenly, and her tone made his heart feel a sudden pain, very light, but could be felt clearly.

He didn't like her tone, it was a tone of being a slander for himself.

Although he had been pretending to be mean to her, contemptuous and mean to her, he could not stand others, and even Ning Yazhi was despised by himself.

"Bang--"

He suddenly threw the cup in his hand, which broke off at Ning Yazhi's feet. The tea splashed on her barefoot, a little hot. She did not shrink away, and looked at him with a quiet gaze.

Her calmness even more angered him.

This woman obviously did something wrong, and according to the past, he would mercilessly tell her the consequences of making a mistake. Originally, he had always thought about punishing her on the way back, such as sending Zhuo Qianshi back to prison, making it more uncomfortable for people to torture Ning Yazhi's mother in prison than killing Ning Yazhi; for example, interrupting Ning Yazhi's feet so that she could not escape again; or selling her to an unknown country so that she would never come back in her life, and for example, giving her to Xiaosha for dinner...

In the end, he was just waiting for her explanation, but the dead woman's reaction angered him. No, he couldn't figure out whether she had angered him or whether he was angry at his inexplicable anger.

I just feel extremely ironic. When did he start to do something so indecisive? He is actually changing for this woman?

Then there is the sudden anger, the sudden pain...

The consequence of such intense feelings made him at a loss and at a loss was that he didn't know how to vent his anger. He picked up the glass vase next to him and threw it at Ning Yazhi without thinking.

With a "clang", a crisp and horrifying sound of breaking, followed by a muffled groan of extreme pain and low pain.

Ning Yazhi didn't even avoid it. The glass vase just hit her forehead. All the water in the vase was sprinkled on her face. The blood on her forehead quickly poured out mixed with the water flowing down, dripping on Mu Chengfeng's coat.

The wound on her face had not been completely healed. At this moment, the water mixed with blood made her look terrifyingly ferocious. Ning Yazhi curled her lips, as if she couldn't feel any pain.

At this moment, the physical pain would never hurt more than her heart.

This was not the first time he had hurt her like this. The ones before were a hundred times more cruel, but never could have made her heart hurt like this. At this moment, it seemed that it was not the forehead that was bleeding, but her heart.

His smashing caused a bloody black hole to burst into her heart.

She lowered her head and looked at the ground. At this moment, she was stepping on a pool of water, with broken glass fragments on the ground, and unknown flowers blooming brilliantly. Very beautiful flowers, even though they were gone, still did not damage their beauty. Such a delicate flower might not have thought it would be abandoned so cruelly?

The smile on Ning Yazhi's lips seemed to be getting deeper and deeper. She still couldn't feel the pain on her forehead. Blood and water flowed from her eyes, blurring her gaze and starting to see it.

Her head slowly raised, her face was astonishingly ugly, and blood mixed with water dripped from her eyelashes, like bright red agate, red and shockingly red.

She always knew that no one would be more cruel than him, nor would anyone be more cruel than him.

Mu Chengfeng looked at her, his heart seemed to be slashed by a sharp blade, and his heart was cold at first, and then the pain gushed out with the blood from the wound and slowly felt the pain. This pain would not make you feel unbearable all of a sudden, as if you were to punish him, but it would only hurt little by little. Mu Chengfeng stood up suddenly, and her tone made his heart feel a sudden pain, very light, but could be felt clearly.

He didn't like her tone, it was a tone of being a slander for himself.

Although he had been pretending to be mean to her, contemptuous and mean to her, he could not stand others, and even Ning Yazhi was despised by himself.

"Bang--"

He suddenly threw the cup in his hand, which broke off at Ning Yazhi's feet. The tea splashed on her barefoot, a little hot. She did not shrink away, and looked at him with a quiet gaze.

Her calmness even more angered him.

This woman obviously did something wrong, and according to the past, he would mercilessly tell her the consequences of making a mistake. Originally, he had always thought about punishing her on the way back, such as sending Zhuo Qianshi back to prison, making it more uncomfortable for people to torture Ning Yazhi's mother in prison than killing Ning Yazhi; for example, interrupting Ning Yazhi's feet so that she could not escape again; or selling her to an unknown country so that she would never come back in her life, and for example, giving her to Xiaosha for dinner...

In the end, he was just waiting for her explanation, but the dead woman's reaction angered him. No, he couldn't figure out whether she had angered him or whether he was angry at his inexplicable anger.

I just feel extremely ironic. When did he start to do something so indecisive? He is actually changing for this woman?

Then there is the sudden anger, the sudden pain...

The consequence of such intense feelings made him at a loss and at a loss was that he didn't know how to vent his anger. He picked up the glass vase next to him and threw it at Ning Yazhi without thinking.

With a "clang", a crisp and horrifying sound of breaking, followed by a muffled groan of extreme pain and low pain.

Ning Yazhi didn't even avoid it. The glass vase just hit her forehead. All the water in the vase was sprinkled on her face. The blood on her forehead quickly poured out mixed with the water flowing down, dripping on Mu Chengfeng's coat.

The wound on her face had not been completely healed. At this moment, the water mixed with blood made her look terrifyingly ferocious. Ning Yazhi curled her lips, as if she couldn't feel any pain.

At this moment, the physical pain would never hurt more than her heart.

This was not the first time he had hurt her like this. The ones before were a hundred times more cruel, but never could have made her heart hurt like this. At this moment, it seemed that it was not the forehead that was bleeding, but her heart.

His smashing caused a bloody black hole to burst into her heart.

She lowered her head and looked at the ground. At this moment, she was stepping on a pool of water, with broken glass fragments on the ground, and unknown flowers blooming brilliantly. Very beautiful flowers, even though they were gone, still did not damage their beauty. Such a delicate flower might not have thought it would be abandoned so cruelly?

The smile on Ning Yazhi's lips seemed to be getting deeper and deeper. She still couldn't feel the pain on her forehead. Blood and water flowed from her eyes, blurring her gaze and starting to see it.

Her head slowly raised, her face was astonishingly ugly, and blood mixed with water dripped from her eyelashes, like bright red agate, red and shockingly red.

She always knew that no one would be more cruel than him, nor would anyone be more cruel than him.

Mu Chengfeng looked at her, his heart seemed to be slashed by a sharp blade, and his heart was cold at first, and then the pain gushed out with the blood from the wound and slowly felt the pain. This pain would not make you feel in pain all of a sudden, as if you were to punish him, and it would only hurt little by little.
Chapter completed!