After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

Turning her head, she looked at that calm face, but at this moment, those eyes that used to be as warm as spring had turned into sharp blades, emitting cold light. The gentleness was gone, leaving only the gloom that made people feel cold all over.

"Wanwan, are you sure you want to do this?"

His words seemed to have some kind of magic that touched people's hearts.

Cui Rongrong's gaze passed the half-open window and turned to the pier extending across the lake in the distance. There, a figure who looked like a scholar was walking slowly towards her, and every step he took touched her heartstrings.

Her face froze in an instant, and she quickly turned her head away, using her long hair to hide her expression, for fear of revealing the secret in her heart.

For Lin Han, receiving the invitation from the Xie family, he felt mixed emotions.

He knew very well that he was not talented, and felt puzzled and uneasy as to why the Xie family chose him alone.

Especially when he learned that the invitation came from Song Yanyi, the eldest son of the Xie family, this doubt doubled.

The few words conveyed by the servant - thanking Lakeside for the coat, made Lin Han's doubts snowball.

He remembered that he rescued Miss Xu, so what did it have to do with Young Master Xie?

With a complicated thought in his mind, Lin Han walked into Xie's house and passed by Songhe Garden. The scenery that seemed extremely luxurious to ordinary people was nothing in his eyes, and he was not interested in it at all.

Until he stepped onto the long pier and saw the graceful figure in the water pavilion from afar. The blurry but familiar profile made his heart beat faster involuntarily.

In the waterside pavilion, Cui Rong stared at Song Yanyi helplessly, her eyes filled with despair and faint prayers for the future: "You promised me that after we get married, you would legitimately accept me as your concubine..."

In the past, whenever he saw her pitiful appearance, he couldn't help but feel soft-hearted.

She was so helpless, timid and weak, and should have received more care and protection.

However, at this moment, the softness in his heart seemed to be covered by a layer of ice. For whom was she showing this expression?

Who else could it be besides Lin Han?

His expression remained unchanged, and he said coldly: "I did make a promise, but Lin Han is familiar with you and can be considered as one of your own, so it's okay for him to know. Besides, haven't you always wanted to explain everything to him in person? Today, I'll give you this opportunity."

Cui Rong's heart fell into the abyss of despair, and the fingers hidden in the wide sleeves almost embedded in the flesh.

Everything that was carefully planned was about to achieve its goal, but at this moment he forced her to destroy all her efforts with her own hands.

Song Yanyi seemed a little impatient: "Why, do you still need me to invite you over?"

Cui Rongrong moved her feet with difficulty, approaching him little by little.

Outside the water pavilion, Lin Han's figure approached quietly. When he finally saw clearly that the woman in the water pavilion was Miss Xu, he couldn't help but stop.

Song Yanyi's gaze swept out of the window and caught sight of Lin Han standing on the plank road, a playful sneer forming at the corner of his mouth.

Turning around, he saw Cui Rong's face as pale as paper. As far as he could remember, had he ever seen her resist him so resolutely?

Is it just because of Lin Han?

His eyes became even colder, like a thousand-year-old ice. His body slowly leaned back, leaning on the armchair, and his voice was cold: "Wanwan, come here and give me a kiss."

At this moment, Cui Rong seemed to be frozen in time, unable to move, and her eyes gradually filled with tears.

The corners of his mouth turned up, his eyes were empty and indifferent: "Or would you rather watch with your own eyes how I deal with Lin Han?"

The gentle disguise peeled off layer by layer, revealing a bloodthirsty beast about to pounce on its prey.

Every word and every movement of his revealed the aura of delivering a fatal blow.

Finally, Cui Rong dragged her heavy steps towards him, step by step, and every step was like a struggle in the mud.

He was neither impatient nor anxious, as if he was enjoying this slow and cruel conquest, knowing in his heart that no matter how tortuous the process was, she would eventually be his.

Cui Rongrong sat back on his lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, stood on tiptoes, and gently touched his lips.

The moment she closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled gently like butterfly wings, and crystal tears slid down silently, flashing a faint but persistent light.

Song Yanyi put one arm around her waist and the other hand firmly supported the back of her neck, holding her deeply in his arms. The violent kiss was both a punishment and a release of long-suppressed emotions.

Outside the water pavilion, Lin Han stood in a daze. The scene before him seemed to make his blood freeze instantly, and his legs felt as if they were filled with lead, unable to move an even a step.

Cui Rong was almost suffocated by his kiss. Her slender fingers tightly grasped his clothes, and she let out a low moan in pain.

It was not until Cui Rong was almost unable to resist that Song Yanyi slightly relaxed his hold on her, giving her a chance to breathe.

Her pale face was flushed with a strange blush, she was gasping for breath, her eyes were confused and trance-like, the look she gave him no longer had the docility and obedience of the past, instead it was filled with resentment and unwillingness that was difficult to conceal.

He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, and said in a cold and ruthless voice: "Wanwan, this time, I will let you go."

She trembled all over, bit her lower lip, and said no more words, leaving only a string of unfinished tears, telling of endless sorrow and helplessness in the silence.

"Aren't you going to leave?"

There was a barely perceptible tremor in Lin Han's voice, as if he was confirming, but also trying to keep her.

Cui Rong's body trembled slightly, then she suppressed the waves in her heart and stood up immediately.

She gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand. Her movements were hasty and stiff, as if she was trying to erase all traces of Lin Han.

As he turned around, his steps became much faster than usual, as if he was escaping with every step, escaping from the unbearable heaviness.

Passing through the water pavilion, the lanterns on both sides of the corridor swayed gently in the evening breeze, reflecting Cui Rong's lonely and resolute back.

She forced herself not to look back at Lin Han, even for a moment, for fear that she would not be able to resist running towards him, begging for a warm embrace that might not exist.

But in the rush, their figures brushed past each other, and that moment of intersection seemed like an eternal separation.

She didn't dare look directly into Lin Han's eyes, which used to be the source of tenderness and understanding, but now might be filled with disappointment and disgust.

Today, she became the frivolous woman in his world. All explanations and emotions seemed so redundant. All emotions fermented in silence, strong and bitter.

Lin Han seemed to be frozen in place, watching Cui Rong's figure gradually walking away. Thousands of words surged in his heart, but he couldn't say a single word.

His throat was dry and there was an indescribable depression in the air.

"Mr. Lin?"

Qing'an reminded softly, trying to break the awkward silence.