"Ao Xue, I'm here to support you."
"Aren't you moved?"
Tang Yuan was filled with arrogance, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
His eyes roved over Ao Xue's stunning figure, gleaming with desire.
Hearing this, any goodwill Ao Xue had felt for Tang Yuan's support completely vanished.
She snorted coldly. "Tang Yuan, are you here to help, or are you here to cause trouble?"
"If you're not here to genuinely offer support, then please leave immediately."
Her face turned cold, her entire being radiating an icy aura.
Tang Yuan just laughed.
He looked with some surprise at the coffin Ao Xue carried on her back. He knew that inside that coffin was her fiancé.
This made Tang Yuan feel very displeased.
It was clear Ao Xue couldn't forget her fiancé.
Besides, a beautiful woman carrying a coffin on her back was an unsettling sight no matter how you looked at it.
"Of course I'm here to genuinely offer support."
