"I want to know her origin." After pondering for a long time, Xiao Han said lightly.
A gleam flashed in his eyes, and the middle-aged man said lightly, "She was once the woman I loved most. Unfortunately, she betrayed me."
"So you turned her into a puppet." Xiao Han glanced at the white-haired woman and continued.
"How could I bear to kill her," the middle-aged man sighed.
Xiao Han didn't say anything, just looked at the middle-aged man.
"She betrayed me for that man, but was killed by him. Isn't it ironic? That's why I turned her into a puppet." Although the middle-aged man was smiling, Xiao Han could feel that there was no mirth in his heart.
"If that's the case, she should be your treasure. Why offer her as a bargaining chip to me?" Xiao Han was puzzled.
Approaching the white-haired woman, the man gently touched her face and sighed softly, "Without feelings, she's ultimately just a walking corpse. I loved who she used to be, not what she has become now."
