"Do you know that my love for you will only deepen, without the slightest bit of diminishing!"
"If you are sober, then the pain you bear will be greater, and I will only hate myself more for being powerless! How could I blame you?"
"If I, Zhou Yan, did not even understand this, how could I be worthy of the deep affection you and Qingyan have for me?"
Zhou Yan said with utmost firmness.
Mu Qingyan was silent for a moment, then suddenly, blood-red tears rolled down from her eyes.
Then, she reached out her now exceptionally dark hand, took the chip from Zhou Wangchen's hand, and gradually transformed into a figure with a human head and snake body, once again disappearing.
This transformation happened so quickly that Zhou Yan could not even lock onto Mu Qingyan, nor have even the slightest intimacy with her anymore.
