An Ruo was perplexed, if his objective wasn't that, then what was it?
She suddenly remembered what he had said earlier.
He had said, "I sent him away because I wanted you to know that if you dare to seek death or conspire with me before I grow tired of you, I will quietly throttle your younger brother to death!"
She understood his purpose now.
A sardonic cold smile tugged at An Ruo's lips, laden with irony, "I understand now, you want to keep me alive to continue tormenting me until you tire of me, don't you? You're also afraid of death, afraid that I despise you too much, afraid I'll drag you down with me!"
Tang Yuchen slightly pulled at the corner of his mouth, saying indifferently, "If you wish to interpret it that way, I don't mind."
"That's exactly what you mean!"
"Yes, that is what I mean. An Ruo, I haven't grown tired of you, how could I bear to let you die…" the man said enticingly, his last words seemingly laced with a deeper meaning.
