Chapter 276: Shang Shaoyan, You’re Killing Me with Your Words
The hidden feelings he harbored were exposed, and Yun Lih’s handsome face rarely stiffened.
His hands pressed against the edge of the table and tensed slightly, his eyes filled with complexity, and it was a long while before he gritted his teeth and retorted, word by word resonating forcefully, "So what if it is?!"
Eight years of acquaintance, five years of guarding her.
Yet due to a three-year absence, upon his return, everything had changed.
Yun Lih found such a twist of fate impossible to accept.
Shang Yu looked at his increasingly ferocious expression, his thin lips curving up indifferently and distantly, lightly gesturing with his teacup, "Too bad, she can only be mine."
A simple statement, yet it made Yun Lih’s chest surge with turmoil.
Shang Shaoyan, he spoke the most arrogant words with the calmest demeanor.
Yun Lih’s pale purple lips were tightly compressed, turning white, his desire to draw a gun uncontrollable, and he indeed reached out.
But just as his hand touched the small of his back, he despaired at the memory that he had already given the Colt to Li Qiao.
Yun Lih withdrew his hand, pressing hard on the teacup, ignoring the scalding steam burning his skin, squeezed tight, and enunciated deliberately, "But if you die, she won’t be anymore."