"I am in your hands now, so do what you will, kill or carve me, but don't expect me to suffer in front of you, hear me clearly?"
Zhuo Ya half-closed her eyes and curled the corners of her mouth into a cold arc, "Ah Ya, why do you always think about challenging my bottom line?"
"So you're prepared to kill me now?"
Given her current physical condition, Zhuo Ya was utterly fearless.
"I won't kill you, if I wanted to, I should have done so while you were unconscious just now."
"You are my Ah Ya, after all."
Gu Jin touched Zhuo Ya's face, smiling wickedly.
Seeing the evil expression on Gu Jin's face, Zhuo An felt nauseated in the pit of her stomach.
She tensed her face, pinched the palm of her hand, and exhaled deeply.
"Gu Jin, let me go, you know I won't live long."
"I will save you."
Save her?
Xu Zigui had said the same thing.
The young man who would cry in front of her at the drop of a hat.
"Don't you want to return to Gu Yanting's side?"