Jin Yubai didn't respond. There was a terrifying anger rolling between his brows and eyes, and he seemed to be stuck in some kind of memory.
Mianmian breathed hard, her throat trembled, and she blurted out tiny syllables one by one, "Your...hand...is injured."
The syllables that popped out one after another overlapped with the female voice in Jin Yubai's memory.
He was stunned for a moment, and when he lowered his eyes, he met eyes full of water vapor.
There were only two emotions in her eyes, fear and concern.
fear?
That's not his sleep.
His Mianmian was never afraid of him.
Jin Yubai's lingering anger suddenly turned into surging irritability.
He let go of her white neck.
Mianmian fell to the ground helplessly, breathing heavily like a drowning fish.
Jin Yubai looked at her condescendingly, as if looking at a piece of garbage. The blood from his fingertips fell drop by drop, falling wetly on Mianmian's T-shirt.
There was a deep fingerprint on her thin and white collarbone, and her long seaweed-like hair trembled slightly with her breathing, wrapping her thin body in an awkward manner.
More and more eyes are focused on Mianmian.
But no one dared to come up and stop this man.
Afraid of dying together.
Jin Yubai only gave her a few seconds to breathe, then he suddenly reached out, grabbed her wrist and pulled her up from the ground, "Go and apologize to her."
The wound between his fingers was still oozing blood, and the dark red liquid wet her thin white wrist. Before she could recover from the feeling of death that was on the verge of suffocation, she was half-dragged by him and walked straight in one direction.
Mian Mian was dragged across the ground covered with red roses. Each table had a small lamp decorated with roses. The lights were swaying and the night was hazy. The entire dinner party was almost perfectly arranged.
She had never seen such a grand dinner, and every design she passed by incorporated rose elements.
It's not like an ordinary dinner party, but like a marriage proposal ceremony.
The moment Mian Mian's heartbeat stopped, he was pushed into a huge room.
Under the dim light, the giant photo hung up by the star lamp ring seemed to be sinking in the bright Milky Way. The woman in the photo had gentle eyebrows and a warm smile on her lips. She looked like she was only in her twenties.
The photo is as big as the wall of the room is.
Mianmian didn't know how to use words to describe the shock she felt at this moment.
When Jin Yubai's eyes touched the photo, the iceberg melted, leaving only endless tenderness.
The moment Mianmian raised her head, she saw the gentle light emanating from his dark eyes, and felt as if her whole heart had been cut open with a knife, causing heart-wrenching pain.
That was Jin Yubai she had never seen before.
Before she could retract her gaze, she suddenly looked into Jin Yu's white and dark eyes. The moment their eyes met, his tenderness turned into cold frost and snow.
A bad premonition suddenly surged in Mianmian's heart, and the next moment, he suddenly grabbed her T-shirt.
The T-shirt was torn open by him with brute force.
Mianmian was caught off guard and exposed to the cold air. She turned pale with fright and tried to cover her body with her hands, but her wrists were grabbed.
Jin Yubai forced her to kneel down, pinched her chin with his palm, and asked her to face the person in the photo and "confess to her."
The floor was covered with roses. Mianmian was pushed down and her knees were heavily pricked with flower thorns. Old wounds were added to new ones. Mianmian bit her lip tightly, not daring to make any sound.
The little deer's eyes were filled with moisture, and this forbearing look seemed to be a silent resistance in Jin Yubai's eyes.
Jin Yubai's eyes seemed to have been hardened to ice. His palms suddenly moved back and he pinched the back of her neck. His voice was cold and he said, "Not convinced?"
Mianmian was stunned for a moment and shook her head quickly, but her tears couldn't stop falling.
The cold light in Jin Yubai's eyes pierced her heart again. He curled his lips and said sarcastically, "Who do you think you are?"
Mianmian's crying movements stopped and she looked at him in confusion.
Jin Yubai tightened his eyebrows irritably and stared at her pitiful appearance. The light in his eyes was extremely cold. He forced her to raise her head again and look at the woman in the photo, "Did you see that? Don't try to replace her. Don't try to seduce me with any dirty tricks, you are just her substitute, the Jin family's reproductive tool, I will have no affection for you."
Mianmian cried and shook her head, "I really don't want to replace her."
Her tears wetted the back of Jin Yubai's hands. He frowned, and every word he spoke was as cold as rolling through ice, "Hold your tears, you don't deserve to cry in front of her."
Mianmian bit her lip and shed tears silently.
Jin Yubai's face was grave, and his dark pupils stared at her shamelessly crying appearance.
It's like she is made of water.
Tears slipped from her jawline, pitifully going down, along her crescent-like thin collarbone, and fell into the heaving chest.
The long and slender eyelashes were still stained with crystal tears. She noticed that the air pressure around her suddenly dropped, and she didn't even care about the tears. She just missed the Ksitigarbha Sutra for her late lover.
But as soon as she opened her mouth, Jin Yubai suddenly covered her.
He bit her lip.
