Chapter 862: Choosing is a Form of Hurt

Leng Yu weakly sat on the ground, her face blank, no longer having the strength to get up.

It turned out that, for Mr. Xiaojiu, this was their significance.

Not that they were unimportant, just that the roles they played were different.

As Mr. Xiaojiu himself had said, there was no comparison, who would willingly lose their arms? And who would agree to live without a heart?

To him, they were all terribly important.

But if he absolutely had to choose, he'd keep the heart—at least it would keep him alive.

But why must they be so cruel as to force Mr. Xiaojiu to make this choice?

By forcing him, weren't they also harming him?

"Actually, given Miss Xiaxia's character, I believe she wouldn't casually harm you."

Ye Hua crouched down in front of Leng Yu, looked at her, and softened his voice.

"When facing her, did you ever show her at least a bit of the respect she's due?"

Leng Yu looked at him, not knowing whether she felt wronged, resentful, or heartbroken.