Lin Yu really wanted to say something dismissive.
Like, what does your death have to do with me?
He hoped this would make Tao Yaoyao understand that such tactics wouldn't work, forcing her to abandon this extreme behavior.
But he didn't know if her hand slipped or if she was truly willing to go to such lengths for Xu Mingyao.
Her hand gripped the fruit knife tightly, the sharp blade pressing firmly against her snow-white skin.
Soon, a touch of crimson seeped out.
Tao Yaoyao was already thin; the sharp blade easily sliced through her skin. The next thing it cut would be her very life.
With no other choice, Lin Yu could only forcefully swallow his mocking words, terrified that a moment of agitation might actually cause her to end her life right here.
Lin Yu secretly gritted his teeth, his expression gradually darkening.
He suddenly realized he was caught in a dilemma.
Watching Tao Yaoyao die in front of him was definitely something Lin Yu did not want.
He owed her a massive favor.
Lin Yu knew that Tao Yaoyao actually had no real status or position beside Xu Mingyao.
At best, she was just a toy that Xu Mingyao liked and was used to having around.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been pushed to his side as a tool by Xu Mingyao.
For someone like her to secretly protect Tang Manman and Xia Muzhu under Xu Mingyao's orders was already the limit of what she could do.
Whether her goal was to save Xu Mingyao's life like she was doing now, or if she was willing to risk helping him out of past affection.
He should properly thank her.
Not to mention, even if he set this matter aside.
All their past experiences made it impossible for Lin Yu to watch Tao Yaoyao commit suicide and remain indifferent.
Then let Xu Mingyao go?
Even more impossible!
Lin Yu was unwilling.
Besides hurting him, this animal had also attempted to target the two people he cared about the most.
She had even nearly driven him to his death.
For a bastard like that, just bankrupting her family and letting her live out the rest of her life as an ordinary person?
Do you think I'm some kind of Saint Mary Sue?
Behind his back, Lin Yu's hands clenched and unclenched.
His heart was torn with conflict.
He didn't want Tao Yaoyao to die.
He also didn't want Xu Mingyao to live.
Caught in this impossible dilemma, Lin Yu felt increasingly frustrated.
Being forced to make a decision like this was undoubtedly like being roasted over a fire, causing the irritation in Lin Yu's heart to rapidly mutate into anger.
Among the sparse passersby nearby, some had already noticed the situation over here.
They looked over with strange expressions, scrutinizing Lin Yu.
As if he were some heinous villain.
To actually force a beautiful young girl in the prime of her life to give up her own life.
Just how evil of a bad guy must he be!
Standing at the center of these malicious gazes, Lin Yu grew even more irritated, and the anger born from his frustration erupted like a geyser.
Under the impossible dilemma and extreme anger, the demon Lin Yu had been desperately suppressing deep in his heart finally got a chance to breathe.
It leisurely offered a suggestion and extended its dark, withered hand.
Stimulated by anger, Lin Yu only hesitated for a brief moment before suddenly reaching out and tightly grasping that demonic hand reeking of evil.
...
...
The mouth Lin Yu had opened slowly closed again.
He swallowed back the words he had been about to say: As long as Xu Mingyao can live, you should be willing to do anything, right?
No.
No!
Lin Yu took a deep breath and quickly calmed down.
As a former forum moderator of the pure love forum who knew himself and his enemy to win every battle.
Lin Yu knew deeply that in matters of NTR, attacking the body is inferior, attacking the heart is superior!
He couldn't rush this kind of thing.
Right now, Tao Yaoyao still wasn't someone particularly important to Xu Mingyao.
The person she liked right now should still be Qing Mo.
So he should first let Qing Mo completely break her heart.
And restrict her in every way financially.
Making her rely solely on Tao Yaoyao to live.
When she fully realized how good Tao Yaoyao was.
When she completely couldn't leave Tao Yaoyao.
Then he would ruthlessly take Tao Yaoyao...
Lin Yu sneered in his heart, a ruthless glint flashing in his black eyes.
Fine.
You want to protect Xu Mingyao, right?
You don't want her to die, right?
Great!
Then this time, I'll let her experience what it means to wish for death!
...
...
Whether it was assimilated by the temperature of the blood or her skin had grown accustomed to the coldness of the blade.
Tao Yaoyao no longer felt the piercing chill of the knife.
Of course.
Even if she could feel it, she didn't care.
She stared fixedly at the changing expressions on the man in front of her.
Although his face was gloomy and his black eyes were steeped in cold anger, Tao Yaoyao was not afraid of him.
On the contrary, seeing him like this, Tao Yaoyao actually breathed a sigh of relief.
He still couldn't bear to do it after all...
Just as Tao Yaoyao was about to say something else to seek Lin Yu's forgiveness, he suddenly gave an unprompted bitter smile and shook his head helplessly.
Alright, alright.
I promise you.
I won't make a move against Xu Mingyao.
Really?
Tao Yaoyao couldn't quite believe it. Lin Yu was willing to let Xu Mingyao go?
Lin Yu spread his hands and shrugged.
What else can I do?
You've already put a knife to your own neck.
I can't just stand here and watch you die, can I?
Hearing Lin Yu say this, Tao Yaoyao finally breathed a true sigh of relief. She lowered the fruit knife from her neck and quickly said:
Then hurry up and tell Qing Mo to let Xu Mingyao go!
Let Xu Mingyao go?
When did Qing Mo capture her?
Lin Yu was completely baffled by this, but seeing that Tao Yaoyao's anxious expression didn't seem faked, he still took out his phone and called Qing Mo.
After two short rings, the call connected, and Lin Yu asked straight to the point:
Did you capture Xu Mingyao?
Qing Mo gave a faint hum of confirmation.
Let her go.
Lin Yu took a deep breath and said helplessly.
There was a pause on the other end of the phone, followed by Qing Mo's suspicious voice.
Are you sure?
I'm sure.
Lin Yu repeated:
Let her go.
Okay.
Qing Mo agreed, and then she added:
Come to my place now. I have something to discuss with you.
Qing Mo's voice was a bit cold, giving Lin Yu a faint premonition of something bad.
Bracing himself, Lin Yu agreed and hung up the phone.
Looking at Tao Yaoyao, Lin Yu waved the phone in his hand at her and said:
Are you satisfied now?
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