It was the first time in Su Yayan's life that she felt a bone-chilling coldness.
Just because her grandfather was unwilling to let her marry him and stopped him from meeting her, he wished he could kill everyone.
He had never considered the fact that they were living human lives. Furthermore, these human lives were related to him, and they were her relatives.
He was clearly an executioner, yet he attempted to arrive before her as a savior when she had no one to rely on. He wanted her to be grateful to him and treat him as her pillar of support.
Was this act of hurting her and her family in the name of love really love?
Perhaps her grandfather had not misjudged him from the start. He was a lunatic!
"You are indeed not worthy of her." Huo Chenhuan sat in his wheelchair and stared coldly at the man who claimed that he loved Su Yayan.
