"Young Master Chen, please, I can't be without Xiao Ji, if you must punish someone, punish me, please spare him…" An Ruo's face was covered in tears, and An Ji felt horrible, as if someone had viciously stabbed him several times with a knife, the pain made him wish to die immediately.
"Sister... don't beg him... just let me... die..."
"You're not allowed to die!" An Ruo let out a sharp, fearful cry, startling everyone around.
Tang Yuchen leaned forward, lifting her chin with one finger, looking at her tear-streaked face. He smiled slightly, "An Ruo, did you just say that if I spare him, you will agree to anything I ask?"
An Ruo nodded hurriedly, "Yes, I will agree to anything you want!"
"Your pride, your principles, and even your chastity won't be your priorities anymore?"
"Yes!" she answered affirmatively.
If it meant Xiao Ji would be safe, what would those principles amount to?