"Sissi, I didn't mean to, I didn't want to do it, he forced me!" An Xi said with remorse in his tone.

She had no idea that he had a wound on his arm, and she didn't mean it at the time.

However, she didn't say anything, didn't apologize, but even opened her mouth to stimulate him, and told him in that hateful tone that they couldn't be together, he could only be her enemy!

"I didn't know he was injured......"

"I didn't even have the courage to go see him......"

"Sissi, what should I do?" An Xi covered her face, her expression was very sad, and her words for help sounded so helpless and weak.

"Xixi......" Fu Wenqian touched An Xi's arm, looking at her friend's crying, her eyes also turned red.

Fu Wenci is very distressed, she is one of her few good girlfriends, seeing her grieve like this, Fu Wenqian is also very uncomfortable.

"Xixi, that guy Tang Yibei should be fine, he still has time to call Ah Ci, it shouldn't be a big deal......" Fu Wenqian comforted An Xi, thinking that she was hospitalized again, she felt a little uneasy.

"The key is still you, you have to take good care of yourself!" Fu Wenqian admonished in a tone.

I don't know what I thought, Fu Wenqian sat down on the chair next to her and held An Xi's hands, her palms were a little cold.

An Xi looked at Fu Wenqian, waiting for her to speak, but she didn't expect to persuade her to let go of her hatred.

"If you really love him, can't you let go of your past hatred and forgive him?" Fu Wenqian opened her mouth and said in a persuasive tone.

She doesn't want to watch her friends hesitate and entangle in front of feelings and hatred, if she can only choose one, let go of hatred, and reconcile with Tang Yibei's guy, isn't this a good result? Why do you have to choose revenge so stubbornly?

"Forgive ......"

An Xi muttered, the look in her eyes was a little complicated, some things can't be solved without forgiveness, the contradiction between them already exists, no matter how much they pretend to be, they can't resist the thorn in their hearts.

And that thorn was the one he had harmed the Ye family in the first place, not only that, but he also found an excuse to deceive her.

Is this kind of thing something that can be uncovered with a word of forgiveness? An Xi knew very well in his heart that it was like a piece of sand in his eyes, no matter how bad it was, it was extremely uncomfortable, and now, they were in this dilemma.

"Yes, Tang Yibei shouldn't have meant it at the beginning, if you can forgive him......" Fu Wenqian also wanted to try to alleviate the hatred between the two, but was interrupted by An Xi before she finished speaking.

"Impossible!" An Xi's tone was resolute, but his eyes were scarlet, as if he was telling endless sourness and difficulty.

"The hatred between me and him is not a ...... that can be dispelled by forgiveness," An Xi cried in his tone.

"Sissi, you don't understand, do you know how I survived all these years abroad?" An Xi had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked up at Fu Wenqian, his eyes filled with a little confusion and pain.

Just as Fu Wenqian was pondering, she heard An Xi's answer.

"Hate—"

"Revenge, in order to find out the truth about what happened to the Ye family back then!" An Xi said without hesitation.

She has persisted for so many years, how can those beliefs, the persistence in her heart, disappear because of love, this is impossible.

Fu Wenqian wanted to say something, but seeing such an irrational An Xi, she felt that she was a little strange like this, as if she was imprisoned in hatred, and the purpose of her life was to take revenge.

"Xixi, your life is not about hatred......"

"You still have me, and many, many others......"

Fu Wenqian tried to enlighten her and make her think about something else, but An Xi seemed to be stuck in a dead loop and didn't give herself a chance to breathe.

……

In what resembled a dungeon, an iron cage was locked to a man, in tattered clothes, his body was covered with scars from beatings, so to speak, all over his body, and the corners of his mouth were bloodshot and bruised.

Although his body was covered in scars, his eyes were as sharp as those of a dormant beast, like a sharp blade, shining with silver swords.

That's right, this is the man named "Mo" that Tang Yibei asked for from Fang Yu, and he was also the man in black in the last shooting.

"Haven't asked yet?" A cold voice was heard, and someone walked into the basement.

From bottom to top, there are slender and straight legs, and then there is a handsome face, and the lips are a little pale, this person is Tang Yibei.

"Report to the boss, this kid is also hard-mouthed, and he only has one breath left and he doesn't speak!" The subordinates' tone was also very distressed, they had exhausted all kinds of criminal laws, but this guy was really determined and didn't speak.

"Ink, huh?" Tang Yibei opened his mouth, looking at Jiang Mo's eyes with some deep understanding, so that people couldn't guess his thoughts.

Jiang Mo heard the voice, this stubble looked up at the person who came, and saw Tang Yibei with a cold expression and an indifferent aura all over his body, and the sharpness in Jiang Mo's eyes gradually faded.

Tang Yibei condescended to bend over, casually turned his face, looked at the embarrassed man in front of him, and spoke, with obvious coercion in his words: "There is nothing I can't find, I will let you say everything now, it is to give you a chance!" ”

"You know, I want to figure everything out, it's only a matter of time......"

"And once your value is gone, what will be the fate that awaits you......" At the end, the man's eyes shrank, and a fierce and cold aura exploded, and even the entire area was filled with a dangerous aura.

Jiang Mo deeply felt the sense of oppression from Tang Yibei, and obviously didn't say anything threatening him, but the tone revealed that it was brutal and bloody, like the cold-blooded ruthlessness that wanted to put people to death.

"I don't know!" Although Jiang Mo was a little frightened in his heart, he still didn't speak.

Tang Yibei was not in a hurry at all, as if he was slowly wearing out his patience.

"Did you know that your companions are dead? The ...... of suicide" Tang Yibei said things that were unrelated, but the words touched Jiang Mo's fear.

"Suicide is a more enjoyable way, after all, if they are imprisoned, endless torture awaits them-"

"If you don't open your mouth, then prison life will be a luxury for you, we have a lot of dungeons here, very deep, deep, there, you are alone, every day is long and dark, you can't tell the difference between day and night, until the day you die......"

"And one more thing, you have to understand that if you don't open your mouth about anything, then you are already dead, just like your companions, and you will commit suicide in fear of sin!" Tang Yibei said in a light tone.

It's obviously deciding the life and death of others, but it's as relaxed and comfortable as chatting, which is simply palpitating.

Tang Yibei looked at Jiang Mo's lips tightly, his eyes were well understood, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cold smile.

"I think you have your own thoughts, and if you don't get the answer I want tonight, you don't need to exist!"

After speaking, Tang Yibei left directly.