Sang Rong looked at her angrily, his eyes full of anger, but he held back and could not explode. He bit his lower lip and curled his lips coldly and said: "Hu Ling'er, you hide it really deep."
"Haha, we are in love with each other." Hu Ling'er still looked at her with a smile. This was the first time she saw this face after Sang Rong was disfigured.
To be honest, she still admired Sang Rong. After being disfigured and innocent, he could still face her so calmly at this moment. If she were an ordinary woman, she might have screamed at her hysterically.
killed.
This woman is truly terrifyingly strong!
When she came this time, she originally had some sympathy, but when she saw Sang Rong's attitude, the sympathy in her heart was completely gone.
Her unyielding eyes were clearly telling herself that she would never give up on Xia Yihan.
Hu Ling'er's carelessness finally made Sang Rong unable to hold back any longer. He gritted his teeth and said: "Hu Ling'er, I don't know how you became Mu Wanru, but I can tell you that everything I endure now will definitely be doubled in the future.
Just wait for that day if I give it back to you."
"Then I'll wait and see." Hu Ling'er looked unconcerned, paused, and then said: "Although it's not too kind to say this at this time, I have to remind you that if you give up here, maybe you can still
It can restore your image in Xia Yihan's mind. If you continue, you will be even more miserable than you are now. Now that I have said that, just wish yourself well."
She had already said what needed to be said, and Hu Ling'er didn't want to stay here any longer. She didn't want to look at this face for a second longer.
Sang Rong didn't speak, but watched Hu Ling'er walk toward the door with his fists clenched, the anger in his eyes seeming to burn her out.
As soon as Hu Ling'er walked out of Sang Rong's room, she saw Xia Yihan walking towards her.
Seeing Hu Ling'er who unexpectedly appeared here, Xia Yihan was obviously startled, then walked a few steps in front of her and said slightly uneasily: "Ling'er, why are you here?"
Hu Ling'er looked calm and said nonchalantly: "Can't I come?"
"I, that's not what I meant." Xia Yihan quickly denied it, and then said: "The wind is so strong today, you should wear more clothes when you go out."
Xia Yihan's words were obviously changing the topic.
Hu Ling'er couldn't help feeling it was a bit funny, but she didn't want to embarrass him too much. She just nodded and said, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I'll go back to the house right now."
Hu Ling'er's "Prince" made Xia Yihan's heart tremble. She wanted to say something more, but Hu Ling'er was already walking forward.
He stretched out his hand, but finally took it back. It would be better to wait for Sang Rong to stabilize and then find some time to talk to Hu Ling'er.
Thinking of this, Xia Yihan turned around and walked into Sang Rong's room.
Little did he know at this time that this turning around would actually become the trigger for them to part ways again.
When Xia Yihan pushed open the door to the inner room, she saw Sang Rong holding a dagger in his hand and stabbing her in the abdomen.
Xia Yihan turned pale with fright, and swung out the purple light from his hand, shooting it directly at Sang Rong.
With a "clang", the dagger in Sang Rong's hand was knocked to the ground. At the same time, Xia Yihan also rushed to her side and grabbed her hand, "Rong'er, what are you doing?"
Sang Rong was half lying on the bed, the back of his hands was red and swollen, but he lowered his head and did not speak.
"Look at me!" Xia Yihan held her shoulders and pulled her up, making her face him, but after seeing her face, her heart trembled slightly.
She is crying.
Xia Yihan sat down on the bedside, let her lean against him, and said softly: "Rong'er, what happened? Why did you do something stupid?"
Glancing at the dagger he knocked to the ground, Xia Yihan felt lingering fear. If she had come in a step later, would she have been prepared to die like this?
But Sang Rong just shook his head and sobbed, biting his lips and refusing to say anything.
Xia Yihan's mind changed, and suddenly she thought of Hu Ling'er, whom she had just met at the door.
He visited Sang Rong in the morning. When she woke up, she was in good spirits and had no tendency to do stupid things. But why did she become like this after Hu Ling'er came?
Could it be...
"Did...Ling'er tell you something?" Although she thought it was unlikely that Hu Ling'er would do this, Xia Yihan still asked.
As soon as he finished speaking, Sang Rong, who had been lowering his head and sobbing, suddenly raised his head. After looking at him in shock for a while, he quickly denied: "No, she didn't say anything. She has nothing to do with her."
relation."
Although Sang Rong was negative and firm, the guilt and panic in her eyes still fell into Xia Yihan's eyes.
Xia Yihan's heart sank, could it really be Hu Ling'er?
Perhaps seeing the confusion in Xia Yihan's eyes, Sang Rong continued to explain: "I just feel that I have nothing left. Instead of lingering like this and living without dignity, it is better to leave quietly..."
When he said the last sentence, Sang Rong lowered his head again, his voice filled with sadness.
"Rong'er, what nonsense are you talking about?" Xia Yihan heard this and shouted sternly: "What does it mean to have nothing, what does it mean to linger, what does it mean to have no dignity? Is it possible that in this world, you don't care?
Is there anything you care about?"
Sang Rong looked up at Xia Yihan, her eyes misty. She looked at him quietly for a while, and then with difficulty uttered one word: "Yes."
After she finished speaking, she twitched the corner of her mouth and gave a sad smile, "But... I have done a lot of things that made me sorry for him. I'm not sure he still cares about me, and I don't want to treat him and his...
The family is causing trouble, so now death is my only relief."
"Who said I don't care about you!" Looking at Sang Rong who was almost desperate, Xia Yihan roared, "Didn't I say it before? No matter what you have done, you are my junior sister and my forever relative. How can I
Maybe he doesn’t care about you?”
The smile on Sang Rong's face was a little more mocking. Compared to Xia Yihan's excitement, she seemed extremely calm, "But you clearly know that this kind of care is not what I need."
Xia Yihan naturally knew what she needed, and because he knew it, he was speechless for a while.