"So I was very eager to integrate into your family and gain your recognition."
"But now, none of that matters to me anymore."
Xiao Chen raised his head and looked directly into her eyes: "So, stop trying to impress me with family affection."
"I, Xiao Chen, am an orphan. I grew up relying on my grandmother."
After taking a deep look at Xiao Yan, Xiao Chen took a few steps back and turned away.
Xiao Yan looked at his back and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Xiao Chen, I know I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. Can you forgive me..."
Suddenly, she felt a piercing pain in her brain.
Fragments of memory flooded into her mind again.
It was still that mutilated corpse.
The Xiao family villa was still on fire.
It was still that twisted and hideous face, with eyes full of hatred, laughing wildly at the fire.
She cried out in pain, squatted down, and covered her head tightly, her face full of pain.
In the blazing flames, she looked through the firelight and tried desperately to concentrate her energy, trying to see the blurry and distorted face clearly.
However, the more she concentrated, the more obvious the piercing pain in her mind became.
"Sister, are you okay?" Suddenly, a tea-smelling voice sounded in her ears.
At the same time, a hand patted her shoulder.
Xiao Ming came and looked at Xiao Yan with concern.
Xiao Yan suddenly raised her head and looked into Xiao Ming's eyes.
The pair of resentful eyes in his mind overlapped with Xiao Ming's eyes.
Xiao Yan's heart trembled. She stood up suddenly and shook off Xiao Ming's hand as if she had been electrocuted.
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