Grudge Breaker

- “Am I not good?”

Clam? Her brain circuit shut down for the second time, and she straightened her body even more - this was not an embrace, it was clearly a prison.

What she didn't know was that every time he asked a question, he felt a little bit lost in his heart. Every time she gave an answer, he pushed himself an inch closer to despair. Feeling the body of the little man in his arms getting tighter and tighter, he closed his eyes. Eyes, ask the last question.

"Are you afraid of me?"

"What you said, boss, of course I'm afraid of you. It's natural for employees to be afraid of the boss!"

This sentence was answered freely, but he felt a dull pain in his heart. Yes, she had no reason not to be afraid of him. It was him who caused her to fall into black water many times. It was he who caused her to be frequently injured and critically ill. It was also he who caused her to repeatedly be involved in danger and find herself in danger. In her heart, he is just a piece of ice that has not melted for thousands of years, a work machine without emotions, and a sinister and stern Lord Si Chen.

He tried to explain, but felt unable to explain; tried to care, but felt unable to express it; tried to care, but felt unqualified. He had never been as frustrated as he was now.

Didn't he impose a love-killing ban on himself a long time ago? He shouldn't have any expectations and should keep a distance from her. Thinking of this, it is inevitable to laugh at oneself.
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At this time, the soul-carrying boat had arrived at Si Chen's mansion and stopped. The little man in his arms was obviously relieved and gently pushed his arm, "Boss, we're here."

He let her go, and she was busy escaping like a bird escaping from its cage, but in the end she fell weak and weak. Before Song Weichen's body even had time to process the information of "falling down", he was already in his arms again - Mo Tingfeng slapped her in the face, and there was no such thing as rational restraint or restraint backlash.

"You are too weak, I will send you back."

He held her in his arms and walked in Sichen's mansion as if there was no one around. On the contrary, Song Weichen was a little embarrassed. In his memory, this was the first time that he had been so intimate with her in public. "Boss, you'd better put me down. It's not good for so many people."

"What, are you afraid that Gu Cangyue will be jealous?"

It was obvious that the jealousy in his words was almost reaching Wangchuan.

"Well, I mainly think about my boss. Those Mianmian girls of yours will definitely be unhappy if they bump into you. If nothing else, they will also doubt your sexual orientation."

Mo Tingfeng paused and his eyes moved slightly, "Are you jealous of me and Ruan Xingxuan?"

Clam? Song Weichen's brain circuit crashed for the third time. Is he jealous of them? Can she eat it? What does it have to do with her that the two of them are now married and have eight children...

Her silence made him misunderstand that it was a kind of acquiescence, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth unconsciously. No wonder she deliberately used Baipao's identity to tease Ruan Mianmian, that makes sense...
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He carefully placed her on the bed, gave her water and medicine, stayed with her for a while, and gave Gu Yu detailed instructions on the meal plan before he slowly left the venerable residence.

"If you weren't a man, I would suspect that Master Si Chen is in love with you." As soon as Mo Tingfeng left, Gu Yu looked at Song Weichen with a gossipy face.

Mo Tingfeng falls in love with her? How can it be! The man who always regarded her as a liar and a suspect, the man who always embarrassed her in front of everyone, the man who always made decisions for her domineeringly and made her submit. In Song Weichen's mind, Mo Tingfeng was in love with a donkey. It's more reasonable than falling in love with her.

"Bah, bah, bah! What kind of ghost story are you telling me this late at night?"

"To be honest, it's just like what's written in the book about the overlord falling in love with a yandere beauty." Gu Yu looked fascinated.

"Little girl, you really dare to knock on any CP. If you eat anything, it will only harm you."

Gu Yu wanted to talk again, but Song Weichen stopped her. Just then Mo Tingfeng told her that she would interrogate Nian Niang in the dungeon tomorrow morning. Before that, she wanted to ask Gu Yu to arrange for someone to go to Bao'er's house.

He had lost too much blood and was weak, so he managed to make arrangements and fell into a deep sleep. On the other side, the man in Tingfeng Mansion was not sleepy at all. The intimate interactions between Song Weichen and Gu Cangyue were like a thorn in his heart, and he decided to go somewhere.
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The realm of secluded sleep.

It is foggy here all year round. Even in the day, there is no heat under the bright sun. It is even worse at night, and it is cold to the bone.

Mo Tingfeng, wearing a black cloak, walked into a dark blue ancient Chinese-style house with a bit of Gothic style as if he was in a deserted place. Under the eaves of the house hung a wall of orange-red paper lanterns, with candle shadows everywhere. The appearance is strange and beautiful.

"What gust of wind brought Master Si Chen here?"

The speaker was a stunning woman who was sitting in a flower pavilion full of Bana flowers, drinking wine and admiring the moon. She had seductive eyes, fiery lips, dark curly hair hanging down her waist, and her skin was so white that it glowed. She was only wearing a tulle dress that swayed like a beaded sandalwood and embroidered shoes of the same color. Her shoulders and legs were vaguely exposed, but she didn't feel cold at all.

Mo Tingfeng walked to the stone bench next to her and sat down. A shadow immediately appeared next to her. She looked like a girl. She gave him a wine glass, filled it with wine, and put another pot in it. The wine was in his hand, and after doing all this, the shadow disappeared like smoke.

Mo Tingfeng picked up the wine glass and motioned to the beauty opposite, "As per the old rules, I'll have a great time drinking with you tonight, and I won't come back until I'm drunk." Then he drank it all.

"Brother Feng is worried?"

The beauty held a slender and exquisite sterling silver filigree pipe with her fingers with scarlet nails. She took a puff of the cigarette and blew it to the side. Suddenly, another woman's silhouette appeared, helping her and Mo Tingfeng to drink. After drinking a glass of wine, the shadow disappeared again.

"The person I asked you to find has appeared."
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The beauty raised her pipe and was startled, "The girl from Sangpu whom you have been looking for for thousands of years without knowing where she is, has appeared?"

He didn't answer, but drank one glass after another.

"How is that possible? How could this person suddenly appear when no one has been found? Are you really sure it's her?"

"I think it is, but I'm not sure. That's why I came to you to trace the roots of past lives through the blood of living people. Only you can do this kind of thing."

As he spoke, Mo Tingfeng took out the silk handkerchief that Song Weichen had used to bandage the wound on his wrist. It was stained with blood. He used a technique to extract the blood into a drop. With a finger, the blood drop was surrounded by a small golden barrier that looked like fluorescent light. Stay, and automatically float to the side of the beauty.

"Hua Fan, help me find out if it's her. If so, does she have a mark from a past life on her body? When was it formed? Who is it related to?"

It turns out that the beauty is Sad Hua Fan, the master of Si You who is in charge of the realm of Youmeni, and the only woman among the three palm seals. She nodded, flicked her index finger at the blood drop, and the blood drop disappeared.

"If it's really her, Brother Feng, you have to be careful. She appears so suddenly. I'm afraid there's something... brewing secretly."

Mo Tingfeng had finished drinking the wine. He raised his hand and the wine bottle beside Sad Hua Fan was in his hand. He really wanted to get himself drunk so that he could temporarily calm his conflicted heart.

"You and Yu Heng both said so, so I will be careful. But..." Mo Tingfeng smiled bitterly, "If it were really her, I would not hesitate to jump even if Hell is right in front of me."

Sad Painting Fan looked at him as if she had never known Mo Tingfeng. She had never seen him like this in her memory.

"you've changed."

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