Chu Boyang clenched his fists tightly. "You can hate me, but you have to give me a chance to make it up to you… The child… Without the child, we can…"
"Chu Boyang." Ji Fengmian interrupted Chu Boyang calmly. She tilted her head slightly and lay on the bed, looking at Chu Boyang in the most harmless posture.
"I'm still a little relieved by the answer you gave me just now. Compared to the fact that you decided to shoot me at the last minute after seeing me stab Ji Qing, I'm relatively happy that you've already made the decision."
Chu Boyang looked at her quietly.
