"Everyone has to make choices in his or her life. Since Mohan chose you, I'll only let him have you and nothing else," said Old Master Gu.
Tang Mo'er hugged her knees tightly in a child-like stance and bit her lower lip to prevent herself from crying. However, her efforts proved futile as large crystal tears rolled down her cheek.
Why was everyone still pushing her towards a corner when she was already nearing death?
"Old Master, give me one month. All I need is one month. Don't touch him, his mother, sister and others for a month."
"Why?"
"Because, "Tang Mo'er quirked her pale lips. She was laughing initially, however soon enough teardrops started rolling down her cheeks. "I'll be dead in a month's time."
Old Master Gu suddenly became silent.
