Young Master's Love Trap

Chapter 223 You Can't Escape From My Palm (9)

But now, Yu Yuanyuan couldn't see his emotions anymore, it was like wearing a mask to guard against everyone.

No one can see the bottom of his heart.

"Yu Yuanyuan, how long have you been away from my young master?"

This habitual sentence gave Yu Yuanyuan the illusion that she had never been separated.

Entangled for so many years...

Can they really be separated?
No...Yu Yuanyuan suddenly realized that she would definitely be able to. Six years have passed, and there will be countless six years to come.

But even after six years passed, she still couldn't get out of the fear that the young master gave her.

Those are all nightmares.

"Don't talk? It's okay." Xia Zihao let go of Yu Yuanyuan quickly, took a few steps back, and slowly leaned against the wall.

"My young master thought that I would never see you again in this life, Yu Yuanyuan, do you think it is God's will?"

"I fell asleep, I really fell asleep, but... my consciousness told me that something must have happened today, but it was out of control."

Xia Zihao put his hand on his heart.

He smiled and said, each sentence was more cruel than the other.

"Yu Yuanyuan, thanks to you, I have spent six years in a very different way. I didn't expect that you would be sent to me automatically as soon as I came back."

"God really has eyes, my young master will not let you go even if he wants to."

Looking at Yu Yuanyuan's pale face, Xia Zihao felt calm.

He originally thought that if he saw Yu Yuanyuan again, he would strangle her to death without hesitation.

But it was as calm as it had gone through countless winds and rains, and finally reached the end.

However, it does not hinder him.

He wanted Yu Yuanyuan to know... what it means to truly save a life and not seek death.

Yu Yuanyuan tried desperately to calm herself down, but her hands and feet kept shaking. She also thought about the scene of meeting again, and she also wanted to stand in front of the young master like a reborn.

But... the fear she had cultivated since she was a child had to lower her aura for several quarters.

Exactly the same as before, standing in front of the young master, she will always be so small.

Her lips opened and closed for a long time, and her gaze finally met Xia Zihao's, but she quickly moved away.

Xia Zihao is no longer the young master he was back then.

(End of this chapter)