Waves crashed against the shore rocks with a thunderous roar.
The salty tang of the sea filled the air, carried by the wind.
Black cars surrounded the area, sealing it off completely yet also dividing into two opposing factions.
But no one dared to move because Zhou Chenyan had a gun in her hand.
Although the gun was pointed at Lin Yu's head, it was Zhou Chenyan who wanted Lin Yu to make a choice; she said whoever Lin Yu chose to die, that's who would meet the bullet.
What choice did Lin Yu have, when both were her sons?
Even though she was extremely disappointed in Meng Qiancheng, she didn't wish for his death.
The gun pressed heavily on Lin Yu's head, and Zhou Chenyan's excitement grew, "Ah Yu, if you don't know who to choose, shall I help you?"
"Let's see, perhaps we should pick Qiancheng, after all, he is the son of both you and me, and our family of three should be reunited," Zhou Chenyan's cruel gaze fixed on Meng Qiancheng.