"What now? Got anything else to say?" Bai Xinxin asked, with a smirk on her lips.
An Ziqi looked up, "Can you untie me? I'll do it myself."
If one day Xiao Moli regained his memory and knew that it was her who had thrown herself into the sea, he would probably feel guilty and aggrieved for the rest of his life.
Rather than forcing him to live with that torment, she would do it herself. At least when he remembered, he could know that he hadn't been the one to give the order. That should lessen his pain somewhat.
It was the last thing she could do for him.
Xiao Moli's face across her remained frigid, devoid of any hint of emotion although his gripped hand showed veins bulging from exertion.
Bai Xinxin shrugged, considering the current situation, she believed An Ziqi couldn't play any tricks.
She motioned to the two men, and one of them stepped forward to untie the ropes from An Ziqi.
