Soon, muffled sobs echoed from outside the courtyard.
The members of the Pei Family were led away. Most of them were gagged, unable to even cry out loud.
But the despair in their cries was unmistakable.
Xie Jinbai acted as if he heard nothing.
His expression was placid as he lay back, his gaze fixed on the ceiling beams, lost in thought.
Cui Lingyao floated to his side and stared at him intently.
This man's presence was too overwhelming, his possessiveness too strong. During their three years of marriage, whenever they were alone, their eyes would barely meet before he was pulling her in for a deep kiss.
By the time she woke up in the morning, the space beside her would be empty.
They were said to be a married couple of many years, but Cui Lingyao only knew that he was handsome; she had never truly taken a good look at him.
Only now, after dying twice, did she have the chance to examine him closely and see what exactly made him so handsome.
