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People say that the distance between an angel and a devil is often only a thin line, but who knows how much pain and struggle are mixed in that line …

The color of the blood was so bright that it was almost blinding.

The girl stared dumbly at the wound on her left wrist, watching the warm blood gush out from it. The knife in her hand that was stained with her blood slowly fell to the ground, emitting a clanging sound, but she still didn't have any reaction.

Her white face was filled with an unconcealable sense of despair and serenity. Those eyes that had once been filled with smiles were now nothing more than ashes. Her eyes were still focused on the blood flowing out of her body, watching it slowly spread on the floor, but she still didn't panic at all.

Just flow! Hurry up and drain it! If she could just let her life end at this moment, because she knew that perhaps only death could truly release her now …

Eight years later, in New York, United States.

"An Bowen, tell me clearly, what do you think of me, Mu Xue'er? Your exclusive whore? Do you really think I can be so easily bullied? "

Standing in the world-famous Hilton Hotel, Mu Xue'er didn't care about her image at all. Instead, she began to shout at the man sitting in front of her in the dining hall. She was Mu Xue'er, the daughter of a real estate mogul. Ever since she was young, any man that saw her wouldn't be enchanted by her. But why was it special for Ambowen? Why was Ambowen different from other men to her. Had she lost her charm? Or could it be that he had never loved her …

Mu Xue'er's shout successfully attracted the attention of everyone within the restaurant. In this foreign country full of golden hair and blue eyes, it was hard for two Easterners like them not to attract attention.

An Bowen sat there, facing Mu Xue'er's sharp gaze, but he seemed very calm. He slowly exhaled the smoke from the cigar in his hand. That resolute and handsome male face appeared exceptionally charming amidst the smoke. His black and deep eyes stared coldly at Mu Xue'er. It was as though he didn't notice the big ruckus she had caused.

"It was you who insisted on sticking to me. You know, I never refuse anything that comes to my door. " His lips curled up into a cold smile. It was so devilishly charming that it almost made one's heart tremble.

Mu Xue'er's eyes, which had originally been filled with fury, were now filled with tears. How can you be so heartless?! "You clearly know how much I love you …" Her voice was choked with sobs. She hadn't expected Mu Xue'er to have such a day. Ever since she was young, she had always wanted whatever she wanted. However, this man was the only exception she had ever had in her entire life. Why was he so heartless, did he really have no feelings for him?

"Love? "Heh, there are too many women who love me, but I don't mind if you continue to love me. You also know that I'm very fraternal." All the women in the world were the same. What they loved wasn't him at all, but his reputation, his position, and most importantly, the money under the name of Ann Bowen.

Mu Xue'er bit her lips so hard she almost cried. I won't let you off, don't think that this matter will end like this, sooner or later I will definitely make you regret it! " She knew that there was no point in talking any further. She still wanted to preserve the last bit of her dignity.

She picked up the cup of water on the table and was about to pour all of the water in the cup at him, but when she met his warning gaze, she suddenly stopped. This person wasn't someone she could afford to offend, so she naturally understood this logic. The cup of water in her hand fell to the ground.

The innocent glass cup was instantly shattered into pieces, leaving a corpse on the floor.

That pair of angry eyes glanced at Amber for the last time, and then quickly ran out of the restaurant with tears streaming down her face.

Only after seeing Mu Xue'er running away crying did the waiter dare to walk up to her. The waiter walked over to Obo Wen's side and was about to say something, but he didn't dare to ask.

An Bowen stood up and casually took out a hundred US dollar bill and placed it on the table. Then, he put out the cigar in his hand and quickly walked out of the restaurant.

The moment he stepped out of the restaurant, he slowly walked towards the elevator. Just as he was about to press the button for the elevator, he suddenly heard a crisp slap not far behind him. He had no expression on his face. He didn't want to meddle in other people's business, nor did he have the interest to watch a free performance. He just waited coldly for the arrival of the elevator. He slowly raised his black eyes. Through the reflection of the golden metal door of the elevator, he inadvertently saw a man and a woman standing behind him.

That woman had an Oriental face just like him. She wore a fiery-red long skirt, and the fine silk tightly fit her perfect figure, clearly showing her graceful figure that would make almost any man go crazy for. There was a tinge of dust on her cold and elegant face. It was an accident, but also a special one. The woman's face was clearly visible on the metal door, and it was reflected in his eyes in an instant.

"Why did you break up with me? Why did you break up with me when we realized what you wanted now and I didn't satisfy you? You've got another man, haven't you? Say it! " The tall foreign man quickly and angrily shouted at the Oriental woman in English.

The woman stretched out her hand and gently caressed her burning cheeks. There was a trace of obvious mockery in her bright and seductive black eyes. So what if he had another man? Why should I tell you?! We've already broken up, should I be more accurate, we don't have any relationship anymore. " A hint of an indifferent smile appeared on her pretty face. Her graceful body slowly leaned against the wall with exquisite patterns carved on it, and she replied with an indifferent tone.

The foreign man was instantly infuriated by her tone of indifference. He slapped her again almost without hesitation.