"I've given it much thought, considered different perspectives. Have you noticed any of these? You're oblivious to all, what right do you have to belittle me? I simply ask you to stay by my side and let me love you. I plead you. Why, why do you resist me so incessantly? Di Xiaxia, do you consider me loathsome?"
Di Mingzhe was slightly agitated, his grip on her hand tightened, his handsome face contorted in pain and his eyes shone blood-red, seemingly filled with a hint of fog.
He stared at her beautiful face while his vision gradually blurred.
Under his wrath, Di Xiaxia was left speechless, feeling an intense pain in her left wrist.
He was going to crush her bones.
Just as Di Xiaxia was about to speak, she saw a tear fall from beneath Di Mingzhe's eye. The boiling liquid plunged unchecked into her eyes.
Instinctively, Di Xiaxia closed her eyes tightly as the tear spilled from her eyes.
Her mind exploded.
