She took a quick step back, her eyes turning cold.
"I don't want your touch," she said sharply. "And I'm not here to fix your broken life."
Meng Nanhao looked like he had been hit in the chest. His hand dropped to his side, but his mouth didn't stop.
"I just need help. You saved so many people… Just help me too. I'll work hard. I'll become the man you deserve. I'll change..."
"Enough," Ou Xiaoxiao said, her voice flat and hard.
She turned slightly and signaled to the nearest bodyguard.
"Throw him out."
The bodyguard, a tall, serious man in black, immediately stepped forward.
Meng Nanhao panicked.
"No! Wait! You can't do this! I came here for you! For us! I still love you, Xiaoxiao! Don't you remember all our moments together? All those walks, all those letters?"
He tried to run around the guard and get to her again, but the bodyguard grabbed him by the arm and stopped him easily.
"Let go of me! She doesn't mean it! She's just angry!"
