There was a momentary fluctuation in Huo Yunting's pupils, but he did not speak.

"Since you hate me, why do you tie me to you? Is this a way for you to take revenge?" There was doubt in Xia Chuwei's eyes, "But is this kind of revenge a revenge on me or a revenge?"

What about yourself?"

This method can indeed achieve the purpose of revenge against her.

However, Huo Yunting can't get any benefit from it. He will kill one thousand enemies and suffer eight hundred losses.

With Huo Yunting's methods, if he wanted to take revenge on her, he could do so without losing anything.

"Perhaps both." The man suddenly spoke.

Xia Chuwei's pupils shrank and she suddenly looked at Huo Yunting.

The man's deep eyes were full of gloomy and eerie darkness.

At this moment, Xia Chuwei suddenly realized that he was not joking.

She opened her mouth, "Why?"

Why do you hate her, hate her, but refuse to let her go?

Huo Yunting lowered his head, his warm breath spraying on her face.

"Xia Chuwei, you have forgotten the past, but I haven't forgotten it yet."

Xia Chuwei's eyes were blank, "What happened in the past...?"

"What happened... it was so much."

"But you never told me about those things."

When she mentioned the past, Huo Yunting's expression cooled down, and his attitude towards her also became cold.

"Xia Chuwei, everything you have ever done is unforgivable. It's not that I refuse to tell you, but..."

Huo Yunting looked into her eyes and said word by word: "Every time I think of those things, I want to kill you."

Perhaps he really thought of something that made him angry. Huo Yunting suddenly grabbed her red lips and bit them roughly.

However, this could not calm the anger in his heart at all.

He pressed Xia Chuwei on the bed, and his black eyes gradually turned red.

"Lan Xue's surgery will take some time. Since you feel bored, let's do something else."

In fact, Huo Yunting rarely mentioned the past, not because he didn't want to mention it, but... that period of time was taboo for him.

...

When Xia Chuwei woke up, it was already the next day.

She found that she was still in the room where she rested yesterday.

Huo Yunting has disappeared.

The discomfort of not having a bath made Xia Chuwei very uncomfortable.

After last night, he didn't help her take a bath as before.

Xia Chuwei looked around and found that the wheelchair and crutches were not there.

Last night, Huo Yunting kept holding her, and the wheelchair disappeared.

There was a bit of mockery in Xia Chuwei's eyes.

Hold her when you are happy, and if you make him unhappy, he can throw her away at will.

Xia Chuwei glanced around and caught a glimpse of the mobile phone placed on the table.

The table is still some distance from the bed. If I want to take the phone over, I'm afraid I can't take the image into account, so I have to crawl over.

After sitting silently on the bed for a while, Xia Chuwei decided to take the phone over.

However, even if she climbed down to get the phone, it would not be easy.

Because the height of the table was beyond her reach, and there was nothing in the room that could help her stand up.

Xia Chuwei didn't have much strength after being tortured by the man, and now she was even more embarrassed.

After struggling for more than half an hour, the broken hair on Xia Chuwei's forehead was soaked with sweat and stuck together.

Her knuckles were pale, and her slender, porcelain hands were stretched with veins. Just when she was about to get the phone, her arm suddenly cramped from raising her arm for a long time.


Chapter completed!