Miles also knew early on that Wei Yan had gotten out of bed and was watching TV.

He desperately wanted to see Wei Yan, but when he was about to approach her, his pace slowed down, and his back became straighter and more dignified as before.

Finally, he stopped behind Wei Yan's sofa and kept looking at Wei Yan.

Time passed little by little, and after a full ten minutes, Miles finally broke the silence: "You know I'm behind you, why do you pretend not to know."

Wei Yan didn't look back and kept looking at the TV: "You must have your reasons for not saying anything."

"Turn back." Miles' tone suddenly became tough, as if he was giving an order.

Wei Yan remained unmoved.

Miles frowned and said coldly: "Ji Yao, look back."

"You can chop off my head and place me wherever you want." Wei Yan said lightly.

This sentence seemed to anger Miles. He strode over, sat down next to Wei Yan's sofa, and held Wei Yan's wrist: "Do you really think I don't dare?!"

Wei Yan looked at him indifferently, with no warmth in her eyes.

"Mr. Miles, I have never thought so. After seeing so many of your tricks, after going to your sheepfold, and after learning who you really are, how could I dare to doubt it? Come, my head is right here, you can take it anytime."

Her eyes were clear and stubborn, and she raised her chin slightly, showing pride in refusing to admit defeat.

The excessively pale face also made the injury on her forehead obvious.

It was this wound that allowed Miles to suppress the anger in his heart when he looked at it with his gray-blue eyes.

He can't hurt her anymore.

Miles let go of Wei Yan's thin wrist: "You are powerful, you know there is nothing I can do against you."

Wei Yan turned around and looked back at the TV, ignoring him.

Miles also looked at the TV and found that he couldn't read it.

Although there was a Chinese drama on TV, it was spoken in a local dialect, which made Miles confused.

After sitting quietly for a while, Miles looked at the TV and said, "Tonight, I will sleep with you."

"Ha." Wei Yan sneered.

"Don't worry, you are still weak now, I won't do anything to you, but," Miles turned around and looked at Wei Yan, "I want to sleep with my arms around you."

Wei Yan said coldly: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

"You won't." Miles came closer and looked at Wei Yan's beautiful face, "Yao Yao, I know everything about what you are thinking. You are a smart person. You know that in this building, only I am your protective talisman. You are not afraid of death, but if there is a glimmer of hope for life, who is willing to die?"

Wei Yan looked at him coldly and said nothing.

"Also," Miles smiled slightly and reached out to touch her face, but she turned her head to avoid it, "Yao Yao, your energy is actually good today. I heard that you bullied Wendy?"

Wei Yan couldn't bear it anymore and got up from the sofa to leave.

Miles grabbed her wrist and pulled her back, pressing half of her body onto her.

"That's enough!" Wei Yan suddenly screamed, "Let go!"

Miles froze, looking at the angry look on her face, but he really had no intention of taking another step forward.

"I'm emotionally unstable right now," Wei Yan said angrily, "Do you really think I won't kill you? Miles, I'm crazy, I'm out of control! For my own good, for your own good, please Don't irritate me!"

After saying that, Wei Yan forcefully broke Miles's hand away, stood up and left.

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