"I don't want you to die, so tell me who you are, and I'll handle the rest," Su Ming shouted, his body trembling uncontrollably.
Li Lan hugged him with a pained expression, tears streaming down her face. "Can't you pretend you don't know?"
Su Ming shook his head. He owed Gu Chen too much to betray him, but he also didn't want his girlfriend in danger.
"Xiao Lan, listen to me. If you have any troubles, tell me," Su Ming said softly, holding her hand. "I've been with President Gu for many years. He will help us. And Miss Song—she's incredibly capable. If you tell me what's bothering you, I'll find a way to ask for their help."
Li Lan sighed inwardly. Yes, she knew Song Fan's capabilities, but she also knew Song Fan would never help her.
Thinking of the past, Li Lan felt a sense of self-mockery. If Song Fan remembered everything, she would probably wish Li Lan were dead.
