"Sheila, why didn't you save me?
Why did you watch me get bitten?
Why did you use me?"
Perhaps meeting the person she hated the most in Connie's heart made her temporarily forget the pressure of the three pure-blood kings at the scene.
The eyes filled with bloody resentment made her finally raise her head and look at the person sitting in the hall. girl.
Unexpectedly, this sight made her collapse again.
"Who are you?
You can't be Sheila.
Sheila is obviously one."
Before Shen Ziyu spoke, Connie was already extremely stimulated.
She remembered that the silver strands were Silla’s unique hair color.
The appearance here meant that Silla was originally “No, Sheila, you lied to me, you will never look like this.”
This excitement was not small at all for Connie.
Because she always regarded the original owner as her stepping stone, but she didn't know that the original owner didn't care at all.
Connie only dared to yell.
With Lady Lydia's permission, she didn't dare to approach the pure-blood king rashly no matter how angry she was.
Instead, he looked at Shen Ziyu, who was sitting leisurely and lazily among the pure-blood kings, with a look of hatred on his face.
"Sheila, you deliberately used me to get close to Lord Vincent."
Connie has learned to be smart and doesn't dare to call Vincent's name randomly.
But she still wanted to take off Shen Ziyu's mask in front of Vincent It's a pity that Vincent, who has lived for thousands of years, knew that this was a farce from the beginning.
How could the calculation in Connie's eyes escape his eyes?
What's more, if the girl really wants to get close to him, maybe he will really be happy Shen Ziyu finally raised his eyes to look at the embarrassed man kneeling on the ground, no, it was Eved, his eyes were calm and as deep as the sea.
She first turned to face Lidia: "This gift is indeed good.
But since it is something delivered to the door, then she belongs to me.
Vincent, Blake, you should have no objections."
Although it was a question, it sounded affirmative.
At this time, Vincent and Blake naturally listened to her and would not refute.
On the contrary, Lidya was dazed for a moment after meeting those crimson eyes and said nothing.
Seeing her lazily walking towards her, Connie thought she was about to be rescued.
While her eyes were filled with joy, she still had disdain for her: So what if she became beautiful, but she still doesn't listen to her. .
At this time, Connie had completely forgotten how the girl treated her at the party.
Not to mention saving her, Shen Ziyu watched her being bitten with an indifferent expression.
"Sheila, even if you save me now, I will never forgive you."
Connie still wanted to act cold and decided to deal with her privately.
Little did they know that this little calculation never existed from the beginning.
"Excuse me for what."
Shen Ziyu stopped mid-step and stopped moving.
He stretched lazily and then glanced sideways at the self-righteous Connie.
"Sheila," Connie was stunned, as if she thought she heard wrong, and repeated in disbelief, "Sheila, aren't you going to save me?"
Shen Ziyu chuckled softly, looking at Connie who seemed to have lost her faith just because of one word.
There was deep-rooted darkness in her eyes, and the memories and experiences of the original owner in her previous life.
Because of this idea of hers, death became a luxury: " Why save you?"
She just asked a simple question, but she saw that Connie was going crazy: "No, no, you are not Sheila, Sheila would not do this to me." aa2705221: