However, if you want to really succeed, it is undoubtedly a very difficult thing to enter Zhang Xiaofan's heart.
Therefore, countless losers, or the second generation of officials and the second generation of rich people, regard them as the goddess of dreams, and Lin Yuner is no exception.
"Lin yun'er, what you think about this matter is entirely your own freedom. As an outsider, I naturally have no ability and qualification to intervene."
At this point, Zhang Xiaofan's tone slightly, followed by a turn of the subject, said.
"At the beginning, it was just a coincidence that I saved you."
"You don't have to think how much, how much kindness you owe me when I saved your life."
"Because, to me, it's just a lift."
"Even if the person at that time was not you, Lin yun'er, I would not stand by if it was a coincidence."
"Of course, I don't have what you imagine. I'm a great saint who can help people in distress and be merciful."
"Previously, I think you have seen it very clearly."
"Everything I do is just like what a group of friars in the cultivation world call me. The heaven free demon lord regards all things as cud dogs. Everyone who provokes me is dead, and there is no place to die!"
"Moreover, in my eyes, there are only those who should be killed now and those who will be killed later."
"So, do you think you would like such a cold-blooded man to be slaughtered?"
Zhang Xiaofan's voice was cold and his eyes narrowed slightly. With a meaningful tone, he slowly told his past experience.
Of course, what he did was to let Lin Yuner wake up from his illusory "dream" and let go of his obsession.
Zhang Xiaofan is clear about Lin Yuner's feelings for himself.
But at the moment, he is not Zhang Xiaofan, the rural villager of happy village in Jizhou.
He still can't put down "Yingbao" in his heart, so he can't give any promise to other girls who like him.
It's better to cut the tangle with a quick knife than to cut the tangle like this.
After all, with Lin Yuner's status and momentum, why can't he find his right husband?!
However, for Zhang Xiaofan's unfeeling and cold words, Lin Yuner's face is not as disappointed as Zhang Xiaofan's imagination.
Even, because of his "Wutian devil" reputation, he is reluctant to give up on himself.
Instead, Zhang Xiaofan saw a very abnormal smile from Lin Yuner's face at the moment. She gently wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and said softly.
"Even if you are Zhang Xiaofan, you can be the great devil in the people of Xiuzhen world. Even if you are Zhang Xiaofan, you can be the butcher of ten thousand people who regard all things as cud dogs."
"Even if you are accused by thousands of people one day and everyone will be punished, I, Lin Yuner, don't care about this issue."
"All I know is that if you're my master, that's enough."
At this point, Lin yun'er's tone was a little, and then her voice changed, and then she said.
"Well, since you've said that you don't care what I think and do, but it's all my own business."
"Therefore, I am willing to continue to be willful as I am now..."