Qin Zhirou's body stiffened. Under Bai Jingyuan's gaze, she slowly propped herself up and trembled as she wanted to kiss his lips.
If he was happy, she could save her father, right?
However, she did not hear the mockery in the man's tone.
In the next second.
Someone grabbed her neck.
Tears quickly rolled down Qin Zhirou's face as she looked at Bai Jingyuan in fear and pain.
"How dare you."
Qin Zhirou whimpered a few times and grabbed his hand weakly.
There was some despair in her eyes.
Bai Jingyuan narrowed his eyes and slowly tightened his grip. "I hate being schemed against the most."
There was clearly something wrong with the water in the bathtub.
She squeezed out a few words with difficulty. "Yes… I am sorry."
