This was clearly a scheme orchestrated by father, sending someone from the Yan Family Castle to ambush Mo Shiche and Luo Qiangwei, and then framing him for it. It was just to make him suffer, wasn't it?
A silent cold laugh echoed in Yan Chu's heart.
Luo Qiangwei didn't let go, for she knew if she really allowed Mo Shiche to strike, Ah Chu would most likely... end up in a terribly beaten state.
His strikes were naturally unrestrained, not to mention fueled by a mix of old grudges and fresh wounds.
This time, Ah Chu came to the event solely to accompany her; she couldn't drag him down with her again. In her previous life... she had already caused his death.
This life must not repeat the same mistake.
It absolutely must not.
She continued to gaze at Mo Shiche, using her body to shield him, with a stubborn and unwavering look in her eyes.
Mo Shiche looked back at her.
The two of them locked eyes, in silence.
