Mo Han's slender eyes, upon thinking of this idea, began to smile faintly.
However, when he looked at Xiao Ye, he found that the other party's gaze towards him carried a dark warning.
"This matter, I don't want to hear it from your mouth a second time," Xiao Ye said word by word. "Without my permission, you are not allowed to touch her."
Mo Han was slightly surprised and frowned at him, "You wouldn't be..."
"Are you treating that person like a fool? Thinking that killing will work?" Xiao Ye's face darkened. "This matter doesn't need your intervention, I have my own ways."
Mo Han looked at him blankly and finally nodded, "I understand, I won't touch her. But, the more you act this way, the more she will hate you. As long as there's a day she still has Gu Annan in her heart, you won't have any hope."
Xiao Ye remained silent and left the corridor.
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