Chapter 1383

Si Yan, who had fainted, was hanging her hands, her head hanging down. Mo Hanting personally picked up a bucket of cold water and poured it over her head. Her hair was instantly wet and stuck to her forehead and swollen face. The bone-chilling coldness and the intense pain on her wound made Si Yan slowly wake up and open her eyes. But she really had no strength to lift her heavy head. Mo Hanting threw the bucket in his hand on the ground, with his hands behind his back. His tall and elegant figure stood in front of her, staring at her like a demon from hell. "Aren't you going to tell me?" Si Yan's weak eyelids opened and closed, and the ice-cold droplets on her eyelashes formed a hazy barrier in front of Si Yan's eyes. Her pale and thin lips parted, and she only uttered a few words. "Not me! It's up to you... to believe it or not!" Mo Hanting had already suppressed his anger, but Si Yan's words still pushed his anger to the peak. No one knew how much he hated himself now. On the night