"Lin Heng."
Qin Yu spoke, her tone mirroring Lin Heng's own so precisely that it was deliberate, for it made it easier for his maddened mind to accept her without resistance.
Her gamble paid off.
Upon hearing her voice, Lin Heng didn't rage but continued to stare at her expressionlessly.
"For official matters, I'm here to help you tonight."
"For private matters, I am your wife."
"When it comes to both official and private matters, we are momentarily on the same side."
"One should have a conscience."
Talking sense to someone who was indifferent and ruthless even when not in a fit of rage? And during the onset of his episode?
Qin Yu was not very confident.
Three seconds later, Lin Heng released his grip.
Did she succeed?
Just as relief washed over Qin Yu's heart, his hand landed on her neck, his eyes filled with the intent to kill.
Damn it!
