Yue Pengcheng really thought Ding Fu was willing to die for him and cried out in tears: "Xiao Fu, Xiao Fu, I'm sorry...I should not have brought you back with me, Xiao Fu…"
Yue Pengcheng kept crying and apologizing, but never once mentioned anything about sacrificing himself for her.
Mrs. Yue stared at the scene with her cold gaze from the side. 'True love? Hehe...how true is this love!'
Yan Qingsi purposely stressed: "Tsk tsk, and here I thought how much this man loved you? All this while, he's just letting you die in exchange for his own life. If that's the case, I'm sorry for you. If you want to blame anything, blame him for not willing to die for you."
Yan Qingsi intensified her gripping hands. Ding Fu initially thought that she might just be intimidating her, but now that her lungs were getting less and less oxygen and the suffocation getting worse, Ding Fu finally believed that this person really wants to kill her.
