"How could I bear to kill you?" Jin Yiming smiled softly and raised his hand to gently wipe the tears off Xing Xiaoyu's cheeks. "I've never killed anyone before. Do you understand?"
With her face in Jin Yiming's hands, Xing Xiaoyu was forced to look into his eyes.
It felt as if a hand had reached out from his deep eyes and grabbed onto her soul tightly.
Xing Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment before nodding blankly.
It was 9 AM on a weekend. Dang Nan, Yi Lanlan, and Bai Weiyu came to Chi Jiao's house together.
Early in the morning, Zhu Limin and Chi Yan brought Chi Ze back to the old residence to visit Grandma. Chi Mingwei wasn't home either, and the servants were on leave today as well. Only Chi Jiao was at home.
It suited her intentions perfectly.
The snow had finally stopped and the sun was shining brightly today.
Chi Jiao, Dang Nan, Yi Lanlan, and Bai Weiyu sat beside the fireplace, surrounding a small round table.
