Xia Ji looked at the desolate Han Qingjue and continued, "So now, do you still plan to spare him? As long as he lives, you will never get him. This feeling of watching the man you love but never being able to have him, do you truly want to experience it?"
Han Qingjue stepped back a few paces, shaking her head and said, "You're lying to me, aren't you? How is that possible? Why can't I marry him? You must be lying to me!"
