Could it be that Yan Mo ended up like this because those things were discovered by the so-called "above"?

"Yan Mo, I'm sorry..."

"It's all my fault! I caused you trouble..."

She looked at the sluggish but indifferent man with heartache, her heart felt as if a piece of it had been violently ripped off, and it hurt like hell.

"Take her down here!" Yu'er ordered coldly, with a victor's sarcasm and angry smile in his eyes.[

Ao Qianxue watched Yan Mo being held by Yu'er's hand and walked into the new house.

She hated herself, hated herself for not learning enough skills to resist these lackeys, hated herself for bringing so much trouble to Yan Mo, hated herself for not being able to rescue Yan Mo from Yu'er's clutches.

I hate myself for not dying earlier!

"Yan Mo, listen to me, don't marry Yu'er, don't..."

When Ao Qianxue saw Yan Mo looking back at her, her brows tightened and her expression became even more ugly, while Yu'er pulled him tightly, walked in, and closed the door.

The dazzling red color disappeared before my eyes.

Ao Qianxue cried bitterly.

"Yan Mo, Yan Mo..."

Exhausted mentally and physically, she was dragged further and further away, but a familiar voice rang in her ears.

"Qianxue..."

"Qianxue..."

Ao Qianxue shook her head and looked around, but she couldn't see anyone.

"Yan Mo?"

"Yan Mo..."

Ao Qianxue was still calling his name, but there was nothing.

"Qianxue, wake up..."

"Yan Mo..."

"Qianxue, wake up quickly..."

Ao Qianxue's consciousness gradually became clearer. She did hear a man's voice, and it was indeed very familiar.[

But..., that was Huangfu Chun's voice.

She opened her eyes gently, and what appeared in front of her was her husband, her husband, the man she was closest to - Huangfu Chun!

However, tears blocked her sight, and the man's sleepy eyes were so blurry.

But just like that, Ao Qianxue still saw the care and tenderness on the man's face.

For a moment, she almost thought that this man was not Huangfu Chun, but Yan Mo!

Poor Yan Mo!

"Are you having a nightmare?" Huangfu Chun looked at her carefully and expectantly, and gently stretched out his big hand to wipe away the tears that were slowly overflowing from her. His eyes were full of worry and love.

Ao Qianxue sat up gently, without any effort at all with Huangfu Chun's help.

She leaned gently on the back of the bed, but the tears in her eyes rolled down uncontrollably.

She didn't cry, Ao Qianxue was sure of it.

Those tears were just the remnants of the dream, and they were only in my eyes after I finished crying in my sleep.

It was only because she opened her eyes that those tears overflowed.

That's it!

However, my heart hurt terribly, as if a ball of cotton was blocked, and the ball of cotton seemed to have been soaked in water, heavy and heavy.

She knew that it was just a dream, a dream as real as if she had experienced it personally.

She even knew that everything in the dream was false, and she even wanted to think that everything in the dream was the opposite of reality.

Or is Yan Mo very happy now? Or maybe he is happily in front of his King of Hell and has nothing wrong with him?!
Chapter completed!