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Chapter 97

A chill spread throughout her blood vessels.

Xia Chuwei looked at the man's dark eyes for a moment and said his guess.

"You are so partial to Ye Lanxue. Could it be that you are using me... to repay the kindness you owed to Ye Lanxue, right?"

Huo Yunting's eyes suddenly darkened.

Xia Chuwei kept setting this number without blinking, and could clearly detect the changes in the man's expression.

She knew that she guessed it right.

Xia Chuwei subconsciously clenched her fists. How deep should this man's cunning be?

No, it should be said that this man is cold-blooded and ruthless.

From her position, Huo Yunting and Ye Lanxue do not owe each other, so it is a good thing to draw a clear relationship.

But for some reason, an unknown fear arose in her heart.

He is too sober, too rational, and too affectionate.

Xia Chuwei said in a daze: "Why?"

"The reason is very simple." Huo Yunting said lightly: "I don't want to marry her, nor do I want to continue to owe her favors. If I don't pay it back all, she will use this to approach me and will fall deeper and deeper. Such things will not benefit her, me, or even you."

"So, you actually know all these times, right?"

Huo Yunting did not deny it.

Xia Chuwei was very confused and couldn't speak.

She found that she had always thought Huo Yunting too simple.

When he glanced at the woman's flickering eyes, Huo Yunting instantly guessed what she was thinking.

His thin lips curled slightly, revealing a curve that was not very warm.

"I feel cruel and ruthless, and interests are paramount? In order to achieve my own goals, I ignore your life and death, feel terrible, feel wronged?"

Xia Chuwei opened her mouth but still said nothing.

Huo Yunting's black eyes were as dark as the night, elusive, but mixed with the bone-eroding coldness.

"Xia Chuwei, haven't you thought about it carefully, who made these evils?"

Just as a basin of cold water was poured over, Xia Chuwei suddenly woke up.

Huo Yunting leaned back lazily, "I owe Lanxue to you because your sword robs her love and ruins her hands and career. You didn't think you were wrong at the time, and now you don't remember anything, and you won't take any responsibility for this."

His voice was sober and calm, extinguishing all Xia Chuwei's emotions.

He said indifferently: "It's better to say that I'm repaying it for you. You really don't have to feel wronged about what happened during this period. Because, compared to the hurt you have suffered now, it's nothing. What's more, you've already recovered the revenge you should have, and you haven't suffered any losses."

Xia Chuwei was completely speechless.

If, if she had done those excessive things in the past, what she was suffering now... is really nothing.

What Huo Yunting said was not a problem at all.

The little emotion in Xia Chuwei's heart gradually dissipated.

She calmed down, "The last question, if it weren't for Ye Lanxue, then why did you file for divorce from me? Now, why are you willing to accept this marriage again?"

The man's fingers with distinct joints unconsciously tapped the tabletop.

He gave an explanation, "Because you have lost your memory, you are not that stupid."

"Just because of this?"

"Otherwise?" Huo Yunting raised his thin lips lightly, his eyes with a faint mockery. "Because he likes you so much and loves you so much, he keeps holding you back?"

“…”

This is certainly impossible.

Xia Chuwei suddenly had another illusory guess.

There is no basis, it is just the sixth sense that only a woman has.

"Huo Yunting, before Ye Lanxue, have you... still liked others?"


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