"You know how much we used to hate each other—"

Just as I was about to refute him, he got excited again, then stopped halfway through his sentence.

The man stared at me intently, his eyes reddening.

My heart skipped a beat.

At that moment, he suddenly released me, his expression returning to its usual indifference.

"Sheng Qiaoqiao, you're a jinx!" He said with his back to me, his tone full of hatred, as if it came from the bottom of his heart.

"Don't let me see you again!"

He walked towards the door, and when he was almost there, he spoke again, in a cold, warning tone.

It took me a while to fully come to my senses.

"I provoked Shi Xia because—"

"I told you long ago, your cousin deserved to die!" He turned and interrupted me, his expression icy. "Stop causing trouble!"

The last three words sound like a warning.

With a "bang," he slammed the flimsy door shut.

I knew it. He knew all along that Shi Xia had driven his cousin to his death. The reason he suddenly sent her away today was to protect her.

He knew Shi Xia was the real troublemaker, yet he used that word to describe me.

It's simply because Shi Xia shared joys and sorrows with him and grew up together. She holds a very heavy place in his heart. Even if she did something wrong, like driving my cousin to his death, it would be forgivable.

In his heart, I am insignificant.

Let alone my cousin, even if Shi Xia killed me, he would still protect her.

Last time, that mute Fu Ren almost killed me, and he didn't even show me any remorse...

It's truly tragic.

I raised my hand and kept wiping away my tears, swallowing hard to clear my throat.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open from the outside—