An Ruo was perplexed, if his objective wasn’t that, then what was it?
She suddenly remembered what he had said earlier.
He had said, "I sent him away because I wanted you to know that if you dare to seek death or conspire with me before I grow tired of you, I will quietly throttle your younger brother to death!"
She understood his purpose now.
A sardonic cold smile tugged at An Ruo’s lips, laden with irony, "I understand now, you want to keep me alive to continue tormenting me until you tire of me, don’t you? You’re also afraid of death, afraid that I despise you too much, afraid I’ll drag you down with me!"
Tang Yuchen slightly pulled at the corner of his mouth, saying indifferently, "If you wish to interpret it that way, I don’t mind."
"That’s exactly what you mean!"
"Yes, that is what I mean. An Ruo, I haven’t grown tired of you, how could I bear to let you die..." the man said enticingly, his last words seemingly laced with a deeper meaning.
An Ruo furrowed her brow, and asked him one last time, "So, you’re not bringing Xiao Ji back, are you?!"
"Tang Yuchen, I’m warning you once again, if anything happens to Xiao Ji, I will kill you!" An Ruo said angrily, accepting the fact that Xiao Ji wouldn’t be returning.
Now, all she could do was warn Tang Yuchen and keep herself alive.
She must survive, waiting for the day Xiao Ji returns.
Seeing the light reignite in An Ruo’s eyes, Tang Yuchen suddenly curved his lips into a smile, elegant and charming.
"Woman, if anything happens to him, feel free to come kill me. Of course, that’s if you have the ability."
Often, hatred gives a person the strength to continue living.
Even if An Ji couldn’t hold out inside and unfortunately died, An Ruo would continue living for the sake of revenge.
He had no feelings for her.
But one thing he was certain of, for the moment, he didn’t want her to die.
As long as he didn’t want her to die, she had no reason to!
"Young master..." At that moment, Uncle Tao gently knocked on the door, his voice careful and cautious.
Tang Yuchen glanced at An Ruo and lifted his leg to open the door: "What is it?"
Uncle Tao’s gaze swept over An Ruo, then he respectfully said to him, "Young Master Yun is here. He insists on seeing you and demands that you hand over the Young Lady."
An Ruo was taken aback, how would she face Yun Feiyang?
Tang Yuchen didn’t look at her reaction; he just curved his lips, a smile that wasn’t quite a smile: "Understood, tell him we’ll be right down."
Turning around, the man’s deep gaze fell on her: "Yun Feiyang has come, An Ruo, do you still have the face to go back with him?"
An Ruo clenched her fists, glared at him filled with resentful pain, tears glimmering in her eyes.
If not for him, she could have been with Yun Feiyang.
Due to his coercion, she had already lost the right to be with Yun Feiyang...
"Tang Yuchen, even if I can’t be with Yun Feiyang, I won’t continue to be your woman!"
An Ruo strode forward, stepping out of the study and rushing down the stairs first.
"An Ruo!" Yun Feiyang saw her and quickly rushed over, grabbing her shoulders tightly, anxiously asking, "Are you alright, has Tang Yuchen hurt you? Tell me, I won’t let him get away with it!"
Just in one night, he had aged considerably, his eyes bloodshot, definitely having not slept all night.