"You bastard! You dare hit me? Are you looking for death?" A murderous glint flashed in Ou Zihan's deep black eyes! He raised his fist, ready to swing it!
However, Luo Xiaoyi's slender figure stood in front of Lin Hongyu. No matter how insignificant she was, she still looked as if she was determined to protect Lin Hongyu to the death. "Ou Zihan, if you want to hit someone, hit me! I won't allow you to hurt Hongyu in the slightest!" Her beautiful eyes glared at him. Ou Zihan looked at her and froze, his angry fist raised in a rage!
Ou Zihan had never seen Luo Xiaoyi glare at him like this before! Last time he had a conflict with Lin Hongyu and his nose bled, Xiaoyi had wiped it for him with heartache. At that time, he could feel her deep concern and love for him. But this time, when his lips bled, Xiaoyi didn't care at all and even tried her best to protect Lin Hongyu, completely treating him as a stranger and enemy!
His heart was being sliced to pieces by the knife, bleeding profusely, the pain unbearable. His fists fell limply to the ground, his deep black eyes filled with wounded emotions. "Xiaoyi, why? Why did you do this? Why did you leave me? What happened? Tell me! Tell me!" His voice was hoarse and pained, agitated and frantic; he was almost growling through gritted teeth.
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He suddenly grabbed her shoulders and shook her violently, as if trying to wake her up and stop torturing him like this!
Looking at his handsome, dejected face, his sorrowful eyes, and the glaringly red lips, Luo Xiaoyi felt a pang of heartache at the sight of this man in pain. He was in pain, but she was in even greater pain! She was almost unable to breathe from the pain; she had to leave immediately! She simply couldn't bear it any longer!
"A breakup is a breakup? What's the point of asking why? I don't like you anymore, I don't love you anymore, that's the reason. Do you understand now? Can you let me go?" Luo Xiaoyi clenched her small, white fists tightly, staring at him coldly. That gaze was one that Ou Zihan had never seen before—unfamiliar and chilling.
Luo Xiaoyi exerted two hundred percent of her strength, desperately trying to appear calm and collected, as if she were recounting something insignificant, without a trace of sadness on her face.
She stretched out her soft arms, trying to break free from his large hands.
She doesn't like him anymore? She doesn't love him anymore? These must be the most heartless words in the world, right? Could it be that Luo Xiaoyi's past affection for him was all an illusion? And this is the real her? At this moment, Luo Xiaoyi's ruthlessness breaks his heart and frightens him.
Ou Zihan was deeply stung by her heartless words! His deep, captivating black eyes burned with intense heat, turning a deep, vivid red. Pain and desolation, like icy vines, tightly coiled around his heart, suffocating him, making him unable to breathe. A bone-chilling cold, an inescapable chill, relentlessly tormented him, threatening to kill him!
His grip on her shoulders had lost its previous strength and slowly loosened, but Luo Xiaoyi still didn't break free from him!
Impossible! Ou Zihan has never failed like this before!
"Xiaoyi, you're lying to me, aren't you? You must have your reasons, right? If you don't love me, why have you been with me for so long? Have you forgotten how happy and blissful we were together? You said you would stay by my side, have you forgotten that? Xiaoyi, stop torturing me, come home with me, okay? Let's go back to our warm home, okay?"
For the first time, Ou Zihan, such a proud and arrogant man, was so humble, pleading with Luo Xiaoyi in front of his love rival. His dark eyes were filled with extreme sorrow, yet also flickered with a glimmer of hope, brimming with earnest expectation that Xiaoyi would return with him.
"I'm only with you to pay off my dad's debts. We even signed an agreement, have you forgotten?" Luo Xiaoyi looked at him with icy eyes, her expression becoming more and more ruthless each time.
"So, you've never loved me, have you?" Ou Zihan felt a surge of anger rise to his chest, making him feel like his chest was about to explode! His voice choked up, filled with sorrow, weakness, hoarseness, and pain, on the verge of collapse.
However, he still clung to a sliver of hope, hoping that Luo Xiaoyi would deny it, so that he would still have a chance to survive. He stared intently into her beautiful eyes.
Luo Xiaoyi paused for a second. This time, she had to make a firm decision. "Yes, I have never loved you." Luo Xiaoyi's face was expressionless, her cold eyes staring straight at him, and the icy and heartless words came out.
"So, you're this cold-blooded!" Ou Zihan's voice, uttered through clenched teeth, carried a bloody and cruel tone. His dark eyes immediately welled up with tears, and a self-deprecating sneer curled at the corner of his lips.
His expression, filled with hatred and self-mockery, resembled that of a wounded wolf, humiliated and howling on the edge of a dark cliff, its last gasp of hatred and its last vestige of feeble strength.
'You're cold-blooded!' These words struck Luo Xiaoyi's heart, causing her immense pain. She wasn't cold-blooded! She wasn't! She braced herself, preventing herself from collapsing!
Ou Zihan felt as if she had fallen into a cold, boundless darkness, and dejectedly let go of her hand.
Luo Xiaoyi was finally free, but it felt like a piece of her heart had been ripped out; the pain was excruciating.
However, she maintained a cold and indifferent expression on her face.
Lin Hongyu thought that Ou Zihan's appearance had cast a painful shadow over his love life, and that he would live in endless darkness. Unexpectedly, he had a chance to turn things around.
Although the atmosphere today is rather oppressive, it is ultimately very advantageous for him.
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