Gu Chaohan chuckled, completely ignoring the intense hatred in her eyes.
He held her shoulders, speaking softly with indulgence, "Since you can't kill me, don't be so foolish in the future."
Su Yan held his shoulders with both hands, pain and struggle all over her eyes, "I've tried to kill you twice, why do you still tolerate my existence?"
There followed a long silence.
He didn't answer, and she didn't speak again.
After a long time, the man finally said lightly, "Because you are more important than my life."
After saying this, he got off the bed, turned around, and left without even a word of blame.
Immediately, his voice ordered, "Go and remove anything in the young madam's room that could harm her, in case she accidentally hurts herself."
The servant noticed the red mark on his chest and couldn't help but express concern, "Young master, should we call a doctor?"
"No need, I'm fine." Gu Chaohan waved the suggestion away.
