"I really want you to see with your own eyes how the person you love is surrounded by other women when you are not around."
"And he would rather be with another woman than come to see you."
"Even in—"
"You never showed up when you were forced to marry Feng Changqing on behalf of the God Emperor."
Chu Wuxin's words and sentences were clear to his ears.
Like Hong Zhong, it hit Ye Qingluo's ear.
With sarcasm on his thin lips, he said with a cold arc of sarcasm: "If he really cared about you and valued you, he wouldn't let you... alone, facing such a scene."
"He should stand up and admit that he...is the one you want to marry."
Chu Wuxin snorted slightly: "But, he didn't."
"I am the one who stands up, and I am the one who is willing to take responsibility for you."
"He has no intention of spending the rest of his life with you at all, and he has never thought about appearing in front of your relatives."
"Ye Qingluo, wake up, he doesn't love you at all!"
The more Chu Wuxin talked, the more serious her tone became.
The air in the entire room was almost compressed, making it almost impossible to breathe.
Feng Xi's small hands clenched Ye Qingluo tightly, and her small body trembled slightly.
Ye Qingluo frowned, wrapped the man in his arms, stood up slightly, and blocked the cold breath from the man's face.
"Young Master Chu, did you make a mistake?"
The girl's voice was extremely cold: "Why do you judge the relationship between me and Ah Xuan?"
"Whether he cares about me or not, I can judge for myself."
"As for you—so what if you stood up at that time? As far as I'm concerned, your 'coming forward' made me feel... very troublesome."
"Whether Ah Xuan wants to spend the rest of his life with me is a matter between me and Ah Xuan. Since I believe in him, I will believe everything about him."
"And he, whether he loves me or not has nothing to do with you."
The girl's words were extremely indifferent.
Like wrapped in ice.
No emotional ups and downs.
Like thousands of silver needles, they pierced into Chu Wuxin's heart one by one.
In my mind, what echoed was the girl's every word.
"I just... I just like you... why..."
Chu Wuxin stared deeply at the girl's face.
Little by little, his eyes shifted to her holding Fengxi in an absolutely protective posture.
The grief in his eyes was even worse.
Even the questioning words were very dull: "Why, Dudu is so cruel to me?"
Ye Qingluo didn't avoid his sight.
Facing his deep cold eyes.
He paused every word, and said in an extremely clear and firm voice: "I don't like you, so... whatever you do is wrong."
In one sentence, the entire room fell into a deadly silence.
a long time.
Chu Wuxin laughed lowly.
The laughter was full of bitterness and sarcasm: "Because you love Emperor Moxuan...so, no matter what he does, it is right...isn't it?"
"Yes." Ye Qingluo answered decisively.
"Ah… "
Chu Wuxin sneered lightly again.
Thoracic concussion.
Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed Ye Qingluo's wrist.
Ye Qingluo frowned, struggling to get away.
His strength is great.
Seeing this, Feng Xi immediately hugged Chu Wuxin's hand with both hands, wanting him to let go of Ye Qingluo: "Let go of Sister Fairy!"
Chu Wuxin stretched out her hand directly, hugged Feng Xi in her arms, and leaned forward tightly.
Ye Qingluo was forced to take two steps back.
His legs bent and touched the foot of the bed behind him.