CHAPTER 309: CHAPTER 309: THE ADVANCING YILIANG (9)

Yan Sijue’s expression was calm, his gaze sharp as he looked at her: "What’s the matter?"

Chen Yayan shrank slightly, her eyes instinctively glancing in Mu Yiliang’s direction. Yan Sijue noticed, frowned slightly, followed her gaze, and then his expression froze.

As if he couldn’t believe his eyes, he murmured: "Yiliang?"

Then he showed anger: "What are you doing here?"

Mu Yiliang slowly walked towards him, taking in his angry expression. Her heart felt slightly bitter; indeed, he no longer wanted to see her now.

However, since they had come to this point, she would never back down. So, from the moment he appeared, her gaze persistently stayed on him.

"I have something to say to you." She spoke softly.

Yan Sijue looked at her, his eyes as dark as ink.

In his impression, this woman seldom wore heavy makeup. Her features were already striking, and her bare face was captivating enough. Yet today, her makeup was exceedingly elegant, carrying a resolve that would not stop until she achieved her goal.

What purpose did she go to such lengths in her appearance for?

Yan Sijue moved his gaze away expressionlessly: "I don’t have time right now."

"Yan Sijue!" Mu Yiliang couldn’t help biting her lip, "Consider it a request from me. I just want to ask you one question. If your answer is no, I will disappear from your sight immediately."

After speaking, she added with a bitter smile: "I won’t delay your engagement ceremony."

Looking at the graceful, slender neck, Yan Sijue suddenly thought of that day in the hotel when, not in his right mind, he bit into this section of her neck. Thinking of this, he felt the faint taste of blood in his mouth again.

He knew he should refuse; the ceremony was about to start, and the people he arranged would arrive soon. He shouldn’t waste any more time... but seeing her stubborn and determined eyes, he couldn’t bring himself to speak the words of refusal.

Fine, let it be a debt he owes her.

Yan Sijue slightly lowered his eyes, suppressing the darkness in them: "Go ahead."

"Have them all leave," Mu Yiliang continued to demand.

Yan Sijue immediately gestured with a wave of his hand. Chen Yayan’s complexion changed: "Sijue!"

"Get out." The man ordered decisively.

Chen Yayan was filled with overwhelming panic. She knew that once she gave them the chance to be alone, she would be finished! But there was nothing she could do; she knew what the consequences of defying this man’s orders were.

Yang Ru took only fifteen seconds to clear the room, and soon, the spacious dressing room was left with just the two of them.

"You can speak now." Yan Sijue’s voice was flat, as if trying hard to suppress something.

Mu Yiliang’s eyes gradually turned red: "You... how is your health?"

The man raised an eyebrow, then smiled knowingly with deep self-mockery: "You already know? Well, I had an episode in front of you, so it’s hard to hide... if you intend to use this as an excuse to prove I’m unfit to take care of Xiaoze, I won’t do anything. After all, it was my fault that day."

"Are you better now?" Mu Yiliang still looked at him blankly, stepping towards him. She knew with his willpower, overcoming addiction wouldn’t be a problem, but she was still very worried. This past month, he must have endured immense pressure.

Yan Sijue was slightly stunned, seemingly surprised by her persistence.