Lu Xiaoyou scoffed with derision, "Love is just love; why use paternal love as a guise? He must realize his feelings for me, so as not to tarnish the word 'love'."
"But you two have separated," Sean Daniel sincerely lamented for them.
"It was I who left him voluntarily," she replied succinctly.
"Long Xiliang might well send someone to kill you!" Sean Daniel's voice trembled mentioning murder, for if Lu Xiaoyou died, Long Xiliang's illness would be incurable.
Would there ever be another "antidote" in this world capable of controlling Long Xiliang's condition?
Lu Xiaoyou laughed enchantingly, "He's already tried to kill me once, and I didn't die, which means I will never be killed by him!
If Long Xiliang wants to send someone to kill me, let him come. If I am killed, it means I am unworthy of Long Xiliang's love.
