Yan Xi changed medicine for Song Xi, and Song Xi looked at her with a pale face, "Do you want to go back to China?"

"Yeah." Yan Xi looked calm and focused on the movements of his hands.

Song Xi stared at Yan Xi and said coldly: "I want to go back with you."

"Can't."

Yan Xi did not raise his head, his expression remained calm, his tone was calm, but what he said was unquestionable, "If you want to take revenge, you must heal your injuries first. I don't want to bring a burden that will drag me down."

Song Xi's expression changed, and just as she was about to get angry, Yan Xi's hand poked her wound. The pain made Song Xi's eyes darken, and she gritted her teeth and fell back. She heard the woman's cold voice, "Any time, show off your ability."

None of it makes sense."

With blood on her hands, Yan Xi didn't want to continue anymore. She turned to Yao Yu and said, "Come here and bandage her."

Yao Yu said "Oh" and got on the bed to continue bandaging Song Xi's wound.

Yan Xi walked aside and washed her hands. She washed her hands carefully. Song Xi turned his head and saw that the woman's fair and slender hands were like peeled onions. Her nails were trimmed round and clean, like a pair of jade hands that had never endured hardship and had been pampered.

.

As if knowing that Song Xi was looking at her, Yan Xi did not turn her head, but said lightly: "I will leave Yao Yu to you. You stay here to recuperate. If your adoptive father blames you, don't contradict him, and

There is no benefit to him being against you. I have told you a long time ago that as a chess piece, you must have the consciousness of a chess piece."

Song Xi listened, pursed her lower lip tightly, and said coldly: "But I am a human being, not a chess piece!"

Yan Xi wiped her hands with a cotton handkerchief. After hearing this, she finally turned her head to look at her. Her eyes were silent, neither ridiculed nor sarcastic, but her words were as sarcastic as an ice knife, "When your fate is in the hands of others,

When you are not in control of yourself, there is no difference between humans and animals. You are a human, but do you live like a human?"

Song Xi felt like her heart was being stabbed, and she immediately retorted.

"What about you? What's the difference between you and me? You and I are both chess pieces, dolls in the hands of others!"

When Yan Xi heard these words, instead of getting angry, he actually laughed.

She walked towards Song Xi step by step. Yao Yu did not dare to look up and was trembling with fear. Feeling the coldness and oppression of the approaching iceberg, Yan Xi walked to the bed and suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch Song Xi's neck.

Song Xi's lifeline was suddenly pinched, his face quickly turned red, the veins on his forehead popped out, and his eyes were about to pop out. Yao Yu let go and knelt on the couch, completely stunned with fright, and his whole body was shaking like chaff.

.

Just when he thought Yan Xi would break Song Xi's neck, Yan Xi slowly let go.

Her light voice seemed to come from the cold hell, "Look, you and I are both chess pieces, but your life is in my hands. This is the biggest difference between you and me."

Song Xi breathed again, gasping for air like a dying fish, her eyes turned red due to congestion, her voice was hoarse, "If you have the ability, just kill me like you killed Su Damei."

"

Yan Xi said lightly: "Su Damei's death was the path she chose. I just made it possible for her."

"Then why don't you help me?"

Yan Xi looked at Song Xi, she could understand all her thoughts, "Do you really want to die?"

Song Xi pursed her lips and was immediately speechless.

Of course she doesn't want to die!

Nan Song is still alive and well, why should she die!

"If you don't want to die, then in the future you should stop saying such things that seek death."

Yan Xi's eyes suddenly became very cold, and she looked at Yao Yu, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Keep bandaging."

Yao Yu hurriedly said: "Oh, yes, yes..."

He continued to bandage Song Xi, and saw that Song Xi's neck had already been imprinted with red marks from his palms, which showed the strength of Yan Xi's palms. He was very puzzled, how could Miss Qianjin, who clearly seemed to have no power to tie a chicken, come to be so good?
Chapter completed!