Lu Haotian's face twisted into a grotesque expression: "Gong Xue'er, what do you mean? What do you want in order to let Yangyang go?"
Gong Xue'er said, "The way you plead for Xia Yangyang really infuriates me. I could have let her go, but I simply despise her too much."
"Gong Xue'er, if you kill Yangyang, I will never let you go. Even if it means mutual destruction, I will make sure to drag you down with me. Gong Xue'er, if you kill Yangyang, you will gain nothing. There's no benefit for you in this. Why are you still doing it?"
Gong Xue'er burst into laughter.
Her gaze locked onto Lu Haotian's.
She seemed exceptionally pleased, "Haotian, it doesn't matter. Right now, you can hate me as much as you want. You can even want to kill me, but soon, you'll forget all of this. The more you hate me now, the deeper you'll love me in the future. Don't worry, I don't care about any of this for now."
Lu Haotian couldn't make sense of what Gong Xue'er meant.
