As he spoke, his hand gently touched her chest, close to her heart.

Yan Xi's body tensed, but she didn't move. She let him open the buttons from her neck to her chest, revealing her fair skin. There was a dazzling scar there, which looked shocking. If it was a little further away, it would be right next to her heart.

Luo Junheng's slender fingertips covered with thin calluses gently stroked her there, arousing layers of shivers.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

Yan Xi suppressed some physical reactions and said, "Forgot."

The window lattice was grabbed by the woman's hand again, making a creaking sound. The woman tried hard to stick her head out, like a beast trapped in a cage. She bared her teeth and muttered something, and Yanxi's ears moved again.

I moved, and carefully identified the words in her mouth. She seemed to be calling "Hill", and she seemed to be saying "Sophia"...

Yan Xi's eyebrows flashed, "Is she crazy?"

"maybe."

Luo Junheng's face was full of indifference, "I locked her here and found different tramps to talk to her. She was pregnant with two children. After the first child was pregnant, I asked someone to help her onto the horse. She

She fell off the horse three times before the child fell; after the second child was conceived, I gave her a shot and the child died. I had someone revive her, and she went crazy."

Yan Xi listened quietly.

His voice was smooth and straightforward, but as cold as if it came from a dark cloud.

"It's really cruel." Yan Xi commented.

Luo Junheng slightly raised his lower lip, "Yes, cruel. I did the same thing to her that she did to you, but she went crazy. It can be seen that when retribution does not come to you, you can't feel the retribution of others.

painful."

Yan Xi stared at the woman in the window, her light gray eyes full of indifference.

Luo Junheng tied her clothes buttons one by one and said calmly: "Let's go."

The crazy woman was still mumbling something against the window. When she turned around, Yan Xi heard her murmur, "No, you are not Sophia, not Sophia." Yan Xi's eyes turned cold and he glanced back.

Luo Junheng didn't seem to hear, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Yan Xi responded and followed him slowly out of Thrushcross Villa.

The rain has stopped.

After getting on the carriage, Luo Junheng looked sideways at Yan Xi, raised his hand slightly to brush the broken hair on her forehead, his movements were indescribably gentle, and asked her, "You don't remember these things at all, do you?"

Yan Xi raised her eyes and looked at him, pursed her lips tightly together, and shook her head.

"It doesn't matter."

Luo Junheng comforted her with a gentler voice. He held her face and stared at her with his blue eyes, "You are back with me, which is better than anything else. We can start over again.

"

He leaned over slightly, put his forehead against hers, and pressed his broad and powerful palm on the back of her head.

She felt his warm breath and listened to his hoarse and deep voice: "Xixi, love me again."

Yan Xi's palms were numb, and his heart was trembling.

She closed her eyes as if resigned to her fate.

The words I swore in front of my adoptive father when I came here turned out to be lies after all.
Chapter completed!