Though the situation hadn't significantly improved, at least, there still was a chance for redemption.
They still had a chance to seek Beibei's forgiveness.
But if Beibei were to die, then everything would be over.
Seeing him remain silent, Shi Qianling cried even harder.
She clung tightly to Ye Xinglan's sleeve, as if grasping at the last straw of hope: "Brother Lan, I beg you, we grew up together from a young age, even though I am disfigured and you have misunderstood my relationship with Mue Ting, I do not ask to be your wife anymore, as long as you are willing to save me, I am willing to follow you without a title!"
Ye Xinglan shoved her away, his face full of disgust: "Just because you are willing to follow me without a title doesn't mean I should accept you, Shi Qianling. You are too presumptuous!"
"Every step we take is our own responsibility, I'll pay the price for my wrongdoings, and you will have to pay for yours as well."
