Chapter 4692
Chapter 4692
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"No, Zong Han, don't blame Elder Sister …" Shen Siyin shook her head and was about to walk out. "I can't stay. Qin Hai won't let me off … I can't cause trouble for you and Elder Sister."
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Her face was pale and her thin and weak body trembled.
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The current Shen Xingyue's terrified and helpless appearance overlapped with the expression she had back then.
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Xiao Zong Han's face immediately darkened. "You stay!" He said in a commanding tone.
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Because the Shen Xingyue in his memory was most afraid of this tone of voice …
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Sure enough, when she saw his icy expression, Shen Xingyue no longer mentioned leaving, although she still hesitated.
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Xiao Zong Han quickly ordered people to prepare a room for Shen Xingyue.
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It was large and comfortable. Seeing Shen Xingyue's appearance of not daring to touch it, Xiao Zong Han's heart slightly couldn't bear it.
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His large hand rubbed her hair. "Be good, you stay here. Don't worry, I will definitely protect you in the future."
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Shen Xingyue's shoulders trembled slightly.
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After a long while, she suddenly sobbed in a weak voice, "Zong Han, I'm so afraid that all of this is a dream …"
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Her slender arms wrapped around his waist. Xiao Zong Han's figure paused, but in the end, he did not push her away.
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The night was dark.
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Shen Xingyue's face was buried in front of Xiao Zong Han, as if she was wiping her tears, and her arms tightened …
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"Young Commander!"
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At this moment, an untimely male voice sounded, "Young Madam is missing."
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Young Madam?
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Hearing this title, Shen Xingyue's eyes flashed.
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However, Xiao Zong Han's attention was focused on the last three words. "Disappeared?" Where could she have gone?
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Xiao Zong Han pushed Shen Xingyue's body away, stood up, and strode out.
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"Zong Han!" A timid female voice sounded. Xiao Zong Han turned around and saw Shen Xingyue's teary eyes.
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"Don't be afraid. You can stay here at ease. I will definitely protect you." He promised as he closed the door and left.
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As soon as the door closed, the smile on the man's face suddenly disappeared.
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The icy night wind blew on Xiao Zong Han's body.
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It caused his heart to quickly freeze and harden.
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That woman, she's actually gone?
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Once she heard that Shen Xingyue had returned, she ran away in fear?
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When he thought of the scars on Shen Xingyue's body, he couldn't help but clench his fists.
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Blue veins bulged on his sturdy arms. Xiao Zong Han's expression became more and more unsightly, and his steps became larger and larger.
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At the age of seven, he became a peripheral member of the Shen family and gathered information for Shen Chenghe.
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At the age of seventeen, he had already obtained information for Shen Chenghe countless times and escaped death countless times.
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He didn't owe Shen Chenghe anything, but Shen Chenghe's daughter had truly destroyed his lover!
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With the same background and similar appearance, Shen Siyin had been the moon surrounded by stars since she was young, but what about Xingyue?
She wore Shen Siyin's discarded old clothes and ate cold food. She lived humbly and carefully in that courtyard.
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In the end, she was still schemed against by that woman!
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A young heart was unable to understand love, but it could distinguish between hatred and hatred.
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He clearly remembered that day. It was the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Shen Xingyue was lying under Qin Hai's body with her clothes barely covering her body. Qin Hai's face and Shen Xingyue's tears had replayed in his mind over and over again over the years.
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He hated Shen Siyin!
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From that day onwards, one year, two years, ten years!
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Never stopped.
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He wanted Shen Siyin to atone for his Xingyue for the rest of her life!
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With a bang, the door to the side room was kicked open by the man.
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In the empty and dark room, it was so quiet that there was not a trace of life.
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Sure enough, the person had disappeared!
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Xiao Zong Han stood at the door, his dark eyes sweeping over the people kneeling in front of him. "Still not looking?"
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"Your subordinates will go and look for it!"
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For a time, the Young Marshal's residence was brightly lit.
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Time passed by, minute by minute.
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The moon was high in the sky. The housekeeper bowed in front of Xiao Zong Han, not daring to make a sound.
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"Young Marshal, no!"
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"Young Marshal, no!"
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Following the repeated reports of failure, the man's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
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Shen Xingyue actually dared to escape!
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Daring to escape from under his nose!
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His fingers clenched, and the porcelain cup made a slight cracking sound. The man's lips curled into a cruel arc. "Find her!
Even if she's dead, drag her body over to this marshal. "Even if she was dead, he would make her apologize to Xingyue!
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