Yan Kejun's thin lips were tightly pressed together, nearly blurting out—
Song Yinyin, don't be foolish, he doesn't truly love you. He's afflicted by the Blood Curse Poison, and he's only using you as his antidote.
Someday you will realize, you've mistaken a devil for a prince, and you'll suffer the consequences, paying a heavy price for your actions!
And that price could very well be her losing her life.
...
Yan Kejun's lips trembled, his hands clenched tightly, wishing to step forward and grab Lu Jihan by the collar.
But, behind him, Jiang Huai pulled at the corner of his clothing, silently reminding him to curb his impulses and not reveal any signs, letting Lu Jihan know they'd discovered his secret.
After desperately suppressing the anger within him, his tense hands gradually relaxed.
Still, his complexion remained rather poor.
"No hints, just wanted to remind Yinyin, if you dare bully her and make her unhappy, I absolutely won't spare you!"
