Xian'er gave a bitter laugh, a weak smile on her face. "Thank you. If it weren't for you, I don't think I would've had the courage to hold on for so long."
For all these years, Lan Rangxuan had become her inner demon. Ever since her parents passed away, she had suspected that Lan Rangxuan was the one who killed them. Growing up, she lived in constant fear that he would kill her too.
How could a fear like that be so easily dispelled?
Seeing Xian'er like this, Lin Han's heart ached for her, and he pulled her into a tighter embrace.
"Don't worry, I will kill him. I'll definitely kill him." Lin Han held Xian'er tightly. "Not only will I kill him, but I'll do it in front of everyone. I'll rip off his hypocritical mask, let everyone see his true face, and get justice for your parents."
Hearing this, Xian'er could no longer hold back. She threw herself into Lin Han's arms, sobbing uncontrollably.
