She was frightened and finally couldn't help but let out a low cry: "Besides, you don't even like me!"
Once she started speaking, it didn't seem so difficult to continue. Su Xingyu raised her pale little face and looked at him angrily: "Lu Shifeng, who would care if my face is ruined? You? Qin Mu?! Xiaoling is different... she has people who love her, if anything happens to her, there would be someone to feel sorry for her...
"What about me? What use do I have for this face?
"Even if you don't ruin it today, who knows when your temper might flare up again, and I won't be able to keep it safe...
"Lu Shifeng, you never cared about me... Everything I have, my body, my career, my looks... you take it all if you want, and I can't protect anything..."
Her voice gradually lowered, like a flower that bloomed with all its might only to wilt slowly, weak and withered, her body slumping powerlessly along the edge of the table.
