If you don’t care, then you won’t get angry.
So... could it be that Little Si is actually upset because he cares about this lady nad Su Li?
Brother Hao thought, maybe that’s an explanation that makes sense.
Su Li looked at Mo Si Huang’s cold eyes and suddenly grabbed his collar!
This action not only startled Brother Hao but also surprised Mo Si Huang, keeping him frozen in place, forgetting to react.
Su Li yanked Mo Si Huang’s collar forcefully, instantly revealing the fire cloud mark on his chest, and the next mont, Mo Si Huang tugged at his shirt to cover it.
Mo Si Huang shouted sternly, "What are you doing?!"
Su Li abruptly stepped back and said, stunned, "It really is true."
Just as the book said, it really is true...
"When you live, I live. If you were to die, I would first journey ahead to the chaos. I swear by the fire cloud mark on my chest, though the world changes, my heart remains true."
Su Li’s eyes grew moist, and she looked at Mo Si Huang with deep guilt.
That gaze seed to pierce through Mo Si Huang, whose expression beneath the mask beca increasingly grim. He was about to leave with long strides.
Su Li suddenly reached out to firmly grasp Mo Si Huang’s wrist, took a deep breath, and said, "I promise, I won’t bully you, and I won’t use this to control you. I won’t order you to do anything you don’t want to do."
Su Li’s purple eyes looked warmly at Mo Si Huang, her tone unwavering, "Even though there might be countless ties between us, you are free."
Su Li thought from his perspective; if she and Mo Si Huang’s roles were reversed, how would she feel?
Would she be filled with fear and anxiety too?
Even if she were revered as Emperor Mo, adored by thousands of fans, a guarantor of box office success, she’d still be subordinate to one person.
No matter who it is, perhaps it’s genuinely difficult to accept?
She promised he is free.
She would protect herself well, wouldn’t harm herself, and certainly wouldn’t implicate him.
Su Li watched as those cold eyes grew deeper and gradually seed to have so glimr.
Su Li looked expectantly at Mo Si Huang, who gently struggled free from her grasp. Mo Si Huang adjusted the mask on his nose and turned back to the startled manager, saying, "Brother Hao, the plane is about to take off."
Brother Hao: "... Okay."
Mo Si Huang walked past Su Li, the faint perfu on him dissipating into the air.
Su Li looked back, with a sense within her heart that couldn’t be put into words.
She... she expressed her sincerity, and Mo Si Huang had no response???
Su Li looked rather disappointed at Mo Si Huang’s disappearing figure; she wasn’t just acting on a whim, she genuinely felt that way.
She didn’t need anyone else to bear the consequences for her mistakes; all decisions and choices should be owned by herself!
Even if bound, he is free.
Su Li patted her cheeks, murmured to herself, "Well, he needs so buffer ti to accept it, right?"
Su Li said this and then turned to drive back. Before long, she heard the sound of an airplane flying overhead.
It was probably the plane Mo Si Huang was on?
On the plane, the flight attendants looked excitedly at the handso man with a mask; it’s Emperor Mo!
Mo Si Huang accepted the small blanket handed over by the excited flight attendant, covering himself, his eyes resting outside the window without any intention to rest.
Brother Hao, sitting beside him, was already nodding off. Suddenly, he vaguely heard Mo Si Huang’s slightly confused and unsure voice, "Can I trust her?"
She said, he was bound, but he’s free.
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