Jiang Qiran’s body trembled. The Knuckles of his fingers that were gripping the phone turned white. He almost didn’t have the strength to hold the phone anymore.
The blood on the soles of his feet spread on the floor, and the sharp pain kept coming.
But Jiang Qiran didn’t pay any attention to it. He didn’t even have the thought of bandaging it.
He never knew that some people didn’t need to hold a knife, a gun, or even any weapons to wound others until they were completely wounded!
Did this woman’s heart exist or not? !
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Jiang Qiran held onto the sofa with his hand, and his voice seemed to squeeze out every single word from his throat. There was even a hint of humility in it.
“Ye Linlang, if you tell me now that you were only joking, or that someone was forcing you, I can treat it as if what you said before doesn’t count.”
This was probably the only time in Jiang Qiran’s life that he had ever begged someone so humbly.
