Murong Yu, however, suddenly thought of that day when Zhang Xiaomeng lost his temper at her, and how he hadn't visited her for several days afterward.
Despite being such a grown man, why did he hold a grudge against her? It was clearly his fault, yet somehow it felt as if she was the one who had done something wrong.
Murong Yu felt an indescribable sense of grievance in her heart.
All her emotions spilled out at that moment.
"Why did you even come to save me? You might as well let me die."
"Once I'm dead, you can roam freely with all your women, and I will have no more ties with you."
Zhang Xiaomeng said helplessly, "My dear, even if you want to kill or slash, you've got to wait till later."
"Otherwise, we'll both surely die today."
Murong Yu continued to cry, her grievances flowing freely, "If I die, then so be it. It's not like certain people would care anyway."
After hearing this, Zhang Xiaomeng also felt his scalp tingle and seriously said, "Can you please be obedient?"