I don't want him to die

Ren Chuqing stared blankly at the man in front of her.

Once, she had witnessed Uncle Wen's death with her own eyes, plunging into the sea in a desperate attempt to save him but unable to do anything.

It was the first time she had seen someone she knew die right before her eyes, a feeling she never wanted to experience again.

And now, he was asking her whether she wished for him to live or die?

Of course, she did not want him to die, even though she had once hated his deception and manipulation, thought about never seeing him again, but she had never wished for his death.

Now, was he telling her that if she left him as his mother had left his father, he would die too?

So, he wanted to bind himself to her.

But this man was Wen Muqing, not Uncle Wen. He was much stronger and colder than Uncle Wen. Could such a man really be as he said?

"Sister?" Wen Muqing's voice rose, urging her, "Is this question really that hard to answer?"