Chapter 1237
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Wulin Chinese Network
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Tang Ching-ya felt that Huo Yanqing's gaze was penetrating. It was as if he had seen through everything, including her feelings for him. No, how could he know? She had never shown any flaws in front of him. She asked gently, "Yanqing, what's wrong with you?"
Huo Yanqing frowned. "Put away your feelings for me. I don't care."
Tang Ching-ya was shocked. Her eyes widened. "Yanqing …"
"I don't know when you started to have such thoughts, and I don't want to know. I'm here today to tell you not to use Fourth Brother's name to get close to me. From now on, I don't want to see you again." Huo Yanqing's face was cold. He warned, "Xin 'er is more important than my life. If you dare to hurt her, I'll make you pay ten times or even a hundred times."
Huo Yanqing's words were like invisible silver needles that pierced into her heart. She was in so much pain that tears poured out of her eyes without warning. Tang Ching-ya looked at the man's cold and resolute back and cried, "What did I do wrong? Why are you doing this to me? "
Huo Yanqing stopped in his tracks. He paused for two seconds before walking towards the door.
Tang Ching-ya got up and ran after Huo Yanqing. She hugged him tightly from behind. The clean and pleasant smell of the man was even better than she had imagined. "I love you. It has always been you. There's no one else. It's only you from the beginning to the end."
Huo Yanqing's mind flashed with the image of Huo Yancheng risking his life for Tang Ching-ya. He clenched his fists and said coldly, "Let go."
Tang Ching-ya cried and shook her head. "Yanqing, I've been by your side for so many years. I don't believe that you don't have any feelings for me at all."
Huo Yanqing forced Tang Ching-ya's hands away and turned to look at her indifferently as if he was looking at a stranger. "In the past, I treated you as my family because you were Fourth Brother's fiancée. Now, you're nothing in my eyes."
When was a man the most heartless?
It was not sarcastic remarks.
It was not anger or scolding.
It was when he was indifferent to you. That indifference was the most lethal.
Because in his eyes, you were just a stranger.
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Huo Yanqing smiled faintly, as if Tang Ching-ya had said something funny. "I don't have any feelings for you, so how can I be heartless? I hope you remember what I said just now. Don't even think about touching Xin 'er. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless. "
Tang Ching-ya grabbed the man who was about to turn around and leave. The pain in her heart made her cry without caring about her image. She looked extremely pathetic. "How am I inferior to her?"
Compared with Tang Ching-ya's agitation, Huo Yanqing was as calm and indifferent as if he was dealing with someone else's business. He answered objectively, "In the eyes of outsiders, perhaps you are better than Xin 'er, but in my eyes, Xin' er is unrivaled."
Tang Ching-ya cried even harder. She was most afraid of such an answer. If she was not good enough, she could work hard. However, Huo Yanqing had set his mind on Shuxin. It had nothing to do with her family background or her talent. It was only because she was Shuxin.
"Why? Why is it her and not me? "
Huo Yanqing did not want to waste his breath on Tang Ching-ya. He wanted to push her hand away, but she held it so tightly that he could not push it away. Huo Yanqing raised his hand and pushed her away with all his strength. Then, he strode out of the room.
Tang Ching-ya was pushed away by his strength. She staggered and fell to the ground. Looking at the man's heartless back, Tang Ching-ya clutched the hem of her dress so tightly that the fabric was distorted in her hands. Her eyes were scarlet and filled with coldness. "Can you see me only when she is dead?"
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