martyr

Everyone in the southern city knew Huo Tingxiao’s heart belonged to someone else, his white moonlight, the woman he cherished above all.

Lin Wan didn’t believe it at first. She thought if she loved him enough, one day, he would turn around and see her.

But reality hit hard the day she fell, blood pooling on the floor. Worse, her unborn child barely survived.

Lying in the hospital, she saw him on TV, attending a grand banquet, holding the white moonlight’s hand as if nothing had happened.

At that moment, she finally understood, no matter how much she gave, his heart would never belong to her.

With a divorce agreement in hand, she left without looking back.

Standing at the doorway of their once-shared home, she looked at him coldly.

“One day, I will make you bow down and apologize to me.”

Huo Tingxiao chuckled mockingly. He thought she was just being dramatic.

But after she vanished from his world, he finally realized what he had lost.

Lin Wan started her own traditional Chinese medicine clinic, and within a few years, it became one of the most renowned in the city.

People lined up daily, drawn not just by her medical skills but by the stunning woman whose presence seemed to glow.

Huo Tingxiao waited outside her clinic for days, hesitant to enter.

Until one day, a little boy spotted him.

The child tilted his head, staring at Huo Tingxiao’s face for a long time, his own features reflecting in the man before him.

Without hesitation, the boy grabbed his hand and led him inside.

“What’s wrong?” Lin Wan didn’t even look up, still grinding medicinal herbs.

Huo Tingxiao’s breath caught. Seeing her again after all these years, his heart pounded uncontrollably.

Without a word, he picked up the boy and turned to leave.

Sharp pain shot through his shoulder.

Huo Tingxiao winced.

The little boy giggled mischievously.

“Mommy said if she ever sees your face again…” His voice was sweet and innocent.

“She won’t show mercy.”

The Devil's Possession: Madness, Obsession and Hatred

Suddenly, the door to the living room was pushed open forcefully, and a deep, steady male voice echoed through the room. 


In no time, the owner of the voice appeared in the living room. 


Huo Tingxiao looked at the man in the black windbreaker, who was about his size, and chuckled lightly. 


"What brings you here today, Uncle? Did the wind blow you over?" 


The old man criticized him for not showing enough respect to his elders, but Qin Man secretly breathed a sigh of relief. 


Ignoring the old man's words, Huo Tingxiao increased the pressure on his foot. The man let out a painful scream that echoed throughout the living room. 


"Tell me, who ordered you to do this? Since there are many people here and I'm in a good mood, if you tell the truth, I might spare you." 


The man looked up, about to glance at Qin Man again, but was silenced by a terrifying gaze. 


For a moment, he forgot about the pain all over his body and just screamed loudly. 


Why Are You Suddenly So Enthusiastic Towards Me?