"Mrs. Young lady, don't do this. Xiaoyi really can't let you go."

"Believe it or not, I really killed you."

"Even if you want to kill Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi can't let you go."

"Why! Is his order more important than your own name?"

"Yes!" Xiaoyi replied tremblingly. She knew that the young master's methods had been taken care of the young master for so many years and knew how terrible the young master's methods were.

"Why!" An Jinyan asked excitedly.

"Mrs. You can stay here with peace of mind. The young master loves you. There must be a reason for him to do this."

"Love me? This sounds really ridiculous. If it were before, I might believe it without hesitation, but now, I already doubt that Shan Yan, whom I know, is really the young master you mentioned? Has he loved me?"

"Of course, the young master loves the young lady. The lady can rest assured about this. There must be a reason why the young master does this."

"What exactly is the reason for imprisoning a person? Love me? Just to me like that? There is no explanation!"

"Mrs. Xiaoyi really can't let you go. If you really want to leave, then you can kill Xiaoyi." As he said that, Xiaoyi closed his eyes as if he accepted his fate.

The coldness on the neck disappeared instantly, and the person behind him staggered back a few steps, and the knife fell to the ground and made a sound. Xiaoyi hurriedly turned around and looked at An Jinyan.

"Mrs. Young Madam, are you okay?" Xiaoyi asked worriedly as she looked at An Jinyan's pale face.

An Jinyan glanced at her, said nothing, turned around and walked out, and after going upstairs, she kept locking herself in the bedroom. After venting for a while, An Jinyan sat on the windowsill, and the ground was in a mess.

It was three days later to see Shan Yan again. The dim room was pushed away and a ray of light came in. The light suddenly lit up. An Jinyan, who was a little uncomfortable, frowned and turned her head slightly to avoid the dazzling light.

"What are you doing?"

An Jinyan sat on the windowsill, leaning against the glass to look at the lights of Wanjia outside, but her eyes were empty. She did not answer monotonous words, but just sat there in that position, without moving.

She had smashed all the things in the room. In order to prevent accidents, Xiaoyi moved out all the things with water chestnuts in the room. The huge room was only a big bed and a sofa, so it looked very empty and deserted.

Shan Yan walked to An Jinyan and sat down, reached out and hugged the person in his arms, and whispered, "I know you are angry with me, but you shouldn't torture yourself like this."

An Jinyan was still silent, not even resisting, and let him hold him. Seeing An Jinyan's appearance, Shan Yan was a little angry, and the force in his hand could not help but deepen a little, but An Jinyan still had no expression.

Finally, Shan Yan sighed helplessly, "I'm sorry, if you want to blame me, just blame me. Even if you beat me and scold me, I will admit it. As long as you can relieve your anger."

An Jinyan still had no reaction. Shan Yan let go of her, looked at her face, and looked at her carefully. "Jinyan, why don't you speak?"

An Jinyan's eyes flashed, and finally there was a trace of movement, and there was a trace of focal length in her empty eyes. "Why?"

Three short words came from An Jinyan's mouth, softly with a hint of hoarseness. It was obvious that they had not spoken for several days. I felt that these three words were like needles pierced in his heart.

"sorry."

"I don't want to listen to these three words anymore. I just want to know why. Even if I have to be sentenced to death, I have to know what I have made."

"You are not wrong, and no one wants to sentence you to death. Jin Yeon, believe me, I do this just because I love you and care about you."

"Ha, love me? Care about me? So I imprisoned me?" An Jinyan looked at Shan Yan as if she heard some ridiculous joke. Is this what he called love?

"Dan Yan, do you really love me? Do you dare to swear to the sky and say you love me?"

An Jinyan stared at Shan Yan fiercely and said this passage almost like a roar. Shan Yan looked at An Jinyan in such a state and remained silent.

An Jinyan sneered, "Why, don't you dare? Love me? Oh, it's ridiculous, Shanyan, have you really loved me from the beginning to now? Why do you make me feel so strange now? Do I think you are you? Maybe I have never really understood you, Shanyan, what kind of person are you?"

An Jinyan said his name coldly, no longer an uncle. Because those two words would remind her how stupid and ridiculous she was before.

"Jinyan..." Shan Yan reached out to hug her, but she pushed her away. Shan Yan's brows suddenly frowned, and his expression became a little unnatural.

An Jinyan looked at him like this, just thinking that he was unhappy because he pushed him away, and turned to look out the window. "I don't want to see you."

Shan Yan stood up and looked at An Jinyan and said, "Jinyan, one day you may understand what I want to you."

After saying that, he turned around and left. When he opened the door and was about to leave, An Jinyan's words floated over from behind.

"Do you love her? That woman, do you love her?"

Holding the door handle, he used a little force, and then strode away from here. With a slam, the door was closed again. An Jinyan closed her eyes, and two lines of clear tears slid across her cheeks and pressed against the back of her hand, her heart was completely cold.

Inside the car, Cheng Qian looked at the gloomy Shan Yan and asked nervously, "Are you a quarrel?"

Shan Yan didn't say anything, Cheng Qian sighed, "It's normal for the young lady to be angry. After all, she was treated like this without an explanation. Anyone would be angry."

Cheng Qian just heard the gaze from Dan Yan. He immediately closed his mouth, touched his nose, and said angrily, "So where are you going now?"

"Go back to the villa."

Cheng Qian nodded and started the car.

Green Willow Villa is located on a relatively remote mountainside. There are no residents nearby, so it’s sparsely populated, and there are no major transportation routes around it. Only a winding mountain road leads to the villa.

Not many people know about this place. Outsiders only think it is a place where rich people are relaxing and vacationing, but they don’t know what identity the owner of this villa has.

Back in the village, Shan Yan entered his bedroom. After removing her coat, a faint red appeared on the chest of the white shirt. Shan Yan unbuttoned the buttons and exposed the skin inside. Under the red position, there was white gauze, and the red blood had been stained with the white gauze.

Shan Yan found the medical box, sat down and started to deal with the wound. He was very skillful in his movements. During the whole process of changing the dressing, his expression was still very calm, and he didn't even frown.

When Cheng Qian pushed the door and came in, he saw such a dress scene. He immediately strode over with concern, "What's wrong!"

Put down the gauze in his hand and buttoned it calmly, "It's okay, the wound is just cracked."

"Is it done by the young lady?"

Shan Yan did not answer his question, but changed the topic, "What's the matter?"

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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