"Are you angry?" Xia Zihao's expression suddenly changed. He pinched Yu Yuanyuan's chin and narrowed his eyes, "Are you angry too? I thought you were just a toy like you were six years ago.
Emotional"
"But why do you have the right to be angry?"
Yes, the weak have no right to be angry because they have no way to control their own destiny
Yu Yuanyuan lowered her head. She didn't want to refute anything, but the fire in her heart began to gather again. She didn't know whether the tragedy of six years ago would happen again, but when the time came, she would choose to die together.
No one can endure such a life
If she didn't have those six years of free space, maybe she would have accepted her fate and spent her whole life with the young master like this.
But after enjoying the free air, I still have to forcefully pull it back
It's impossible...
Xia Zihao then looked directly at Yu Yuanyuan
At first, he thought that Yu Yuanyuan had not changed, and she was pretending to be good, but she had not changed, how could he not see it?
However, this time, Yu Yuanyuan did deceive his eyes.
My heart suddenly feels a little uncomfortable
A person you think you can control will suddenly fly away one day, leaving no trace of you.
How is this possible...
Xia Zihao's eyes flashed slightly, and the smile returned to his face, "Since we provide you with good food and accommodation, and you don't like it, then starve for two or three days."
Yu Yuanyuan, I don’t believe it, I can’t grind out your water chestnuts.
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What can be changed in six years? But six years ago, Xia Zhai was still the same as before. Yuanyuan never thought that she would set foot in this place again.
"Throw her into a secret room and don't give her food. If she doesn't die in three days, I will forgive you."
Xia Zihao glanced at Yu Yuanyuan coldly, turned around and walked upstairs.
No. 7 remained expressionless, but made a gesture of invitation with his hands.