Xuan Qing seemed to have read Yan Xun's mind, and spoke first, stopping him from doing anything.
"She doesn't need you to die for her."
Yan Xun raised his head abruptly and met with a pair of gentle yet cold beautiful eyes. Xuan Qing's face was gentle, and even her eyes were soft, but once they sank, they would become sharp.
Xuan Qing looked into Yan Xun's eyes and said, ""She said it herself that she didn't want to see you again. She was willing to never see you again in life and death. Yan Xun, do you think she will hate you even more if we meet again in the afterlife?"
These words were extremely heart-piercing.
This was Yan Xun's weakness. He was afraid that she would hate him.
Although he didn't remember when he said this to Xuan Qing, Fu Shang still heaved a sigh of relief.
She was afraid that he would really commit suicide.
Fortunately, he was stopped.
