"Third Master... You can't do this to me. You said I was the love of your life, that you would love and protect me forever and never let me get hurt or be wronged... I don't know why this happened. It's obviously not like this..."

Lily was incoherent in her panic, her voice full of bitterness. She looked up at Long San as if she was a wife who had been betrayed and hurt by a heartless man.

How could he do this to her?

Having enjoyed the tenderness and affection and the life-saving protection of Long San in her previous life, the cruel and cold-blooded Long San in front of her made her heartbroken and wronged.

Long San watched her cry without being moved at all.

"Hua Rongrong, I never said those words. Stop daydreaming." Long San pulled the corner of his mouth, with a ferocious and bloodthirsty smile, and called out her name. For some reason, he felt disgusted when the name [Lily] was used on this woman. Pure and beautiful, these words were not worthy of this woman at all.

Especially this woman said that the name Lily was given to her by him.

What a mouthful of lies.

The Lily in his heart, this woman is not even worthy of him.

The more Long San thought about it, the more regretful he felt. Why had he believed this woman's lies at that time?

I subconsciously shook my head, as if I could shake out the water that had entered.

The look he gave Hua Rongrong became even more hostile. Long Sanye, the ruthless and cruel man who had emerged from the hail of bullets, the mountains of corpses, and the sea of ​​blood, and who had committed countless evil deeds, was a man renowned throughout Southeast Asia. When he realized that he had been deceived by a woman and had done something foolish, the murderous intent on his face could no longer be concealed.

"Drag it away and deal with it."

After Long San finished speaking, he kicked Hua Rongrong who was hugging his thigh away. The two bodyguards standing next to him came up and tried to drag Hua Rongrong away.

"Third Master..." Hua Rongrong was kicked and had no time to groan in pain. She watched the two people approaching step by step, and fear penetrated her bones.

In her previous life, she was used to seeing Long San's methods, and never thought that these methods would be used on her one day.

Hua Rongrong was caught in the bodyguard's grasp like a dying fish. Her hair and clothes were in disarray as she struggled desperately, tears streaming down her face, completely devoid of beauty. She screamed, "Third Master! Don't! You'll regret this!"

Seeing that the other party remained indifferent, Hua Rongrong suddenly thought of something, "Third Master... I am still useful. I can still help you capture Song Li. Huo Siyuan treats Song Li like the apple of his eye. As long as you can capture Song Li, he will be at your mercy. I can help you..."

Song Li.

The face with the dazzling and scorching smile flashed before Long San's eyes for a moment, and his eyes darkened.

The woman whom Huo Siyuan doted on and protected so closely...

He sent people to approach Princess Island, but was warned from dozens of nautical miles away. The navy and air force were patrolling, and the security was so tight that it was impossible to get close.

Princess Island is practically isolated from the outside world, with no way to reach it from outside. Hua Rongrong repeatedly claimed that she and Song Li were good friends, and that if she could just meet up with her, she would definitely get the person out. But the truth is, she couldn't even touch a grain of sand on Princess Island, let alone get the person out.

Long San glanced indifferently at Hua Rongrong who was dragged to the door and screaming and crying, with no intention of speaking to stop her.

But a liar is useless.

He did it himself.

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Princess Island.

A cool breeze blew on the viewing terrace late at night. Huo Siyuan, wearing loose silk pajamas, stood in the night with his tall and smooth body. The wind from the sea rustled his clothes, and the flowing fabric clung to his tight waistline. His freshly washed short hair swayed in the wind.

Outside the terrace, there was an impenetrable darkness. Dark clouds blocked the moonlight, making it gloomy and somewhat depressing. Everywhere I looked was endless black ink.

His slender fingers tapped the railing nonchalantly, and he stared at the dark night with a heavy look in his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this moment, footsteps were heard behind me.

The sinister and perverted aura of Huo Siyuan suddenly changed, and the cold temperature in his eyes instantly turned hot.

He turned around and in a second transformed from a cruel devil into a gentle and affectionate gentleman.

"Ali, it's windy outside, don't go out, it might rain heavily..."

Before Huo Siyuan finished speaking, his face suddenly turned extremely pale, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he held on to the railing with all his strength, as if he was enduring some pain.

A stinging pain instantly spread throughout his limbs, as if it was tearing every inch of his body apart. The pain was so intense that it felt like his soul was being torn apart and bombarded.

"Huo Siyuan?" Song Li, who was about to walk away, was startled and subconsciously stepped forward to support him. "Are you okay?"

Huo Siyuan looked up, intending to offer a soothing smile, but a sharp, tearing pain emanated from deep within his soul. The veins on his fingers tightly gripped the railing, and the joints turned white. He gasped in agony, "I'm fine..."

His body trembled physiologically due to the pain he was trying hard to endure, and beads of cold sweat slid down his forehead.

"Wait a moment, I'll go find a doctor." Song Li was frightened by his appearance and hurried out to call for help.

"Doctor! Doctor!"

Looking at Song Li's worried and anxious expression, Huo Siyuan, who was clearly in great pain, couldn't help but pull out a smile at the corner of his mouth.

The doctor who rushed over with a medical box was almost dragged here by Song Li.

When he rushed over sweating profusely, Mr. Huo, who Song Li described as being about to die, was sitting nonchalantly on the sofa with a cup of tea in his hand. Apart from his slightly pale face, he did not look like the man in pain and about to die as Song Li described.

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