The Deadly Hitwoman: The Heiress's Special Abilities-Chapter 520: The Hand Held Tight

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He is not your father.

At the moment her cold and unfeeling voice echoed, the air in the entire room seemed to freeze, becoming so frigid it was almost suffocating.

Lan Ling, who had followed over, suddenly widened his eyes to look at her, and even Ghost Ancestor’s murky eyes suddenly became deep and gloomy.

Ling Xiang’s gaze fell on Han Jing, with a hint of slight surprise.

Xiao Xue’s pouting little mouth opened slightly, wanting to cry but not daring to. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

She had never seen her mother so serious, cold, and unfeeling, so cold it scared her yet made her heart ache. She never thought her great mother needed anyone’s pity, but now, looking at her mother’s appearance, she felt very sad, extremely sad.

Unconsciously, Xiao Xue loosened her grip on Su Yu’s neck, intending to throw herself into her mother’s arms. She was very afraid of this cold demeanor; although her mother was occasionally a bit fierce, she knew her mother loved her the most and didn’t want to make her mother unhappy.

Although... she really wanted a father and felt that he was indeed her father, still, her mother was more important. As for her father, she would look for him later.

Feeling sad in her heart, Xiao Xue was ready to reach out to hug her mother.

But before she could extend her hand, another hand beat her to it, holding her mother’s hand.

That hand belonged to Su Yu.

Su Yu suddenly grasped Han Jing’s hand.

Han Jing’s heart shook hard, and her entire body stiffened for a moment; she instinctively wanted to pull away, but the other person suddenly tightened the grip.

The warmth in his palm was as always.

Warm to the point of familiarity, familiar to the point of disorientation.

Since childhood, due to her Extreme Cold Constitution, she was cold all over, almost like a dead person, with not a hint of warmth, a feeling she was used to.

After marrying Su Yu, she became particularly fond of the comfortable warmth of his presence. She often would, while he was reading by the window, go hug his neck, nestle into his arms, then sneak her icy hands into his palm, his neck, or mischievously inside his clothes.

No matter how cold her hands were, he always chuckled softly and held her tight, offering her more warmth.

It was from then that she began to somewhat enjoy this warm temperature, surprisingly so comfortable and sweet.

Since he left, her icy hands never again felt a moment of warmth, nor would anyone else hold them so tenderly.

After her Fire Ability was fully awakened, it somewhat changed her constitution to some extent; her body temperature now was almost normal, though still slightly lower than average, not nearly as cold. Yet, she still felt cold.

Time seemed to quietly freeze at this moment; everything stood still. How she wished time could halt here forever, allowing her to indulge a bit longer in the beauty that once truly existed.

There were so many times she had the illusion that everything from the past never actually happened, merely her delusional and absurd fantasies, while now, the cold reality was the only thing truly existent.

In the Spirit Cultivation Realm, the boundary of time is quite blurred, for in the long river of time, many things slowly fade away with time, dissipating.