Chapter 1193

Could it be just because of his long-term companionship?

Was she such a cheap existence?

Gu Hanyuan's unmasked appreciation suddenly flashed through her mind.

Comparing it to Cui Ximin before her,

An Xiaohui actually felt a bit fortunate.

Fortunate that she had discovered Cui Ximin's true colors early.

He wasn't upright and simple;

he was just irritable and inferior.

An Xiaohui did not try to refute him again,

but just listened silently to the increasingly ugly insults Cui Ximin was hurling.

Words like "slut" and "whore" were spat out by him without any restraint.

Finally, he was driven by malice,

and said viciously:

"Since you've already been used by Gu Hanyuan, you might as well let me use you too."

Different life encounters

change the direction of a person's character.

Although the Cui Ximin in "The Book and the Sword" was also a drag,

the Huashan Sect was a premier sect.

People in the Jianghu would give face to the sect,

which not only fueled Cui Ximin's arrogance

but also masked his inner inferiority.

But in this world,

he was just an ordinary disciple of the Huashan Sword Sect.

Despite being a disciple of Yuan Chengzhi's senior brother, Huang Zhen,

his martial arts ranked at the bottom.

People in the Jianghu didn't give him much face,

and he had suffered countless setbacks on the road to escorting the gold.

If An Xiaohui hadn't helped him with strategies,

he would have lost the gold long before reaching this place.

That was why Cui Ximin appeared even more irritable at the Wen residence.

An Xiaohui's eyes were hollow;

she could no longer speak of disappointment toward Cui Ximin,

only a kind of heart-dead pain.

She did not try to resist,

not only because of the injury on her leg and being unarmed,

but more because of despair.

Watching Cui Ximin walk toward her,

An Xiaohui didn't know why she thought of Gu Hanyuan's gentle smiling face again,

and muttered to herself:

"If I had known, I would have been better off giving myself to Young Master Gu."

Her voice was very low,

and she didn't care if it would provoke Cui Ximin,

nor did she think she would get a response.

However, what she never expected was

that a familiar teasing voice reached her ear again:

"It's not too late to regret it now."

An Xiaohui turned her head in a daze

and saw the gently smiling Gu Hanyuan.

The grievances in her heart suddenly surged,

and the tears she had been holding back broke through like a dam at this moment.

She cried out "Young Master Gu!"

and threw herself into his arms.

Her tears instantly soaked Gu Hanyuan's collar.

Gu Hanyuan stroked her beautiful back

and comforted her gently:

"Don't worry, I'm here."

However, this comfort not only didn't stop An Xiaohui from crying,

but made her cry even more fiercely,

as if she wanted to vent all the grievances in her heart.

Gu Hanyuan laughed helplessly,

letting her vent her emotions,

and turned to look at the terrified Cui Ximin,

saying coldly:

"To think you don't even know how to cherish such a gentle and lovely woman as Miss Xiaohui."

Cui Ximin's terrified expression paused;

he wanted to be angry but didn't dare.

In the end, his survival instinct won out,

and he said obsequiously:

"Since Young Master Gu has taken a liking to her, you can take her away and use her as you please."

In his view,

since An Xiaohui had already lost her purity,

it didn't matter if she was used once or twice more.

It was better to exchange her for a chance at survival.

An Xiaohui's crying paused;

she had clearly heard Cui Ximin's heartless words.

She didn't say anything,

just wept silently.

Gu Hanyuan's warm embrace made her, in her sadness, somewhat addicted.

Compared to responding to Cui Ximin's vicious words,

she preferred to stay in Gu Hanyuan's arms for a while longer.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved,

Gu Hanyuan lost all interest in Cui Ximin,

and said sternly:

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Cui Ximin said with cold sweat:

"How would I dare? I only beg Young Master Gu to spare my life."

Gu Hanyuan's expression was indifferent,

and he said lightly:

"Yesterday, Miss Xiaohui pleaded for you, but today, there is no one."

Cui Ximin was anxious upon hearing this. ===== CHAPTER 1195 =====