Suicide

Having said that, he walked towards Ye Rumeng, took out a sharp small knife, and swiftly cut off the ropes binding her.

Ye Rumeng hurriedly untied the ropes and stood up, but in the next second, her eyes widened in horror.

Ya Shitian suddenly turned around—

Ji Luo held a silver handgun in her hand, carelessly aiming it with no expression on her face.

Ya Shitian stood up straight and coldly asked, "What, planning to kill me?"

Ji Luo smiled faintly, "I'm not going to kill you. I just want to ask, do I really have no chance of continuing to be your partner anymore?"

"Yes, unless it's in the next life!"

Ji Luo smiled gently, a smile tinged with resoluteness.

"Alright, then in the next life. Don't forget what you said."

She instantly turned the gun muzzle towards her heart—

"Bang—"

A gunshot spread through the night.

Ye Anqi, who was sitting in the helicopter, suddenly stood up and rushed out of the cabin door.