He had always carried an awe-inspiring aura about him, but today, Mo Ran felt it was particularly intense.
She sat on the bed, quietly facing him, and for some reason, she found Gu Yixuan had reverted to his former disdainful self.
Everything seemed to have come full circle, as if nothing had ever changed.
He was the high and mighty CEO of the Gu Family, and she was just a commoner from the lower class.
He was a noble Prince, and she was an ordinary Cinderella.
Their worlds were poles apart, seemingly destined never to intersect.
It turned out that two people who once seemed so close could also be so distant.
Mo Ran’s gaze flickered slightly; she knew that some things between them might never return.
Gu Yixuan walked towards her with every step elegant, exuding a powerful aura and confidence.
Mo Ran slightly bent her legs, trying to curl up into a ball.
He came over to her, leaned down, and placed his hands on either side of her, encircling her within his arms.
Looking at her levelly, Mo Ran read indifference in his eyes, as well as her own calm self.
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"Do you know what my principle is?" Gu Yixuan asked.
His voice was soft, like a breeze on her face, yet stirred ripples in her heart.
Knowing she wouldn’t answer, he answered himself, "My principle is, if no one offends me, I won’t offend anyone. But if someone offends me, I’ll eradicate them completely!"
Mo Ran’s eyelashes trembled slightly.
She took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to ask, "Are you going to kill me?"
Gu Yixuan looked at her incredulous expression and suddenly let out a scoff, "Such a naive question. Why would I kill you? Killing you would let you off too easily. Rest assured, I’ll make sure you live well, understanding what pain and regret mean, knowing what it’s like to not be able to live or die."
His sensuous lips parted and closed, and each word sent a shiver down Mo Ran’s spine.
He was going to deal with her now. The child was gone, and so were his feelings for her.
All this time, what he had truly cared about was indeed the child.
Mo Ran’s heart ached so much she wanted to cry, but her tears had dried up, her eyes were very dry, not a trace of moisture in them.
She could have begged for mercy, but she didn’t.
She nodded dumbly, whispering softly, "I know you won’t let me off, do whatever you want to me."