"Her Choice"

Right when the attackers shot their last bullets, Zhao Yang was already about to enter the car. The car's door was open, and the young man's whole body blocked the entrance. 

By now, his head was also sticking out, and this was the aim of those bullets. 

Five bullets flew to the back of Zhao Yang's head. Four of them missed the target because the guy kept moving, but one bullet would undoubtedly pierce the guy's head. 

Zhao Yang, who was busy trying to place Lai Jiayi inside the car carefully, didn't notice this. But Lai Jiayi, who just looked back through the gap between Zhao Yang's arm and body, saw the bullet. 

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In that second, even when her body felt so sore, Lai Jiayi tugged Zhao Yang's collar and was about to make him duck the bullet when suddenly, a familiar, long-gone red panel appeared in front of her eyes. 

TING! [Otome game assistance is activated!] 

Pull Zhao Yang's head and make him duck the bullet