After her rebirth, Tang Yue couldn't say everything had gone smoothly, but at least, every time it was within the range she could bear in her heart.
This incident frightened Tang Yue. Rather than being defiled by Wu Xinming and repeating the tragedy of her past life, she would rather end her life.
But as soon as she thought of Mo Siyu, Tang Yue simply couldn't bear it. In this life, she had barely dared to hope, yet in the end, it was still an illusion.
Now that she saw Mo Siyu, Tang Yue couldn't stop her emotions.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Mo Siyu hugged Tang Yue with a pained expression. He was glad he had followed her; otherwise, what would have become of his Xiao Yue?
"Wu Xinming!" Mo Siyu held Tang Yue and threw the scissors he had in his hand at Wu Xinming. Then with a lift of his foot, he kicked Wu Xinming, who smashed into the door before falling to the ground.
In pain, Wu Xinming was 'ow-ow' screaming.
