The thunder rumbled, and the fierce wind swept up petals dancing across the square.
Bo Yeyuan looked on stupidly, his gaze empty as he watched her.
Li Qiyu rose from his embrace, feeling as if she were suffocating, only wanting to escape from this blood-soaked place...
"Young Lady..." Leike raised his hand, attempting to stop her.
Li Qiyu drew the pistol from his waist and aimed it straight at his head, "Get out of my way."
All the bodyguards stood aside, Leike stood erect, facing the barrel as he explained, "The Young Master was unaware, the child's abortion was truly accidental, he was not involved from start to finish."
"Shut up," Li Qiyu's voice was devoid of strength, and her pistol swiveled to point at Bo Yeyuan.
One bullet would end him, he would die, she would then commit suicide, and all vengeance would be over!
Her delicate hand gripped the wrench, but no matter what, she couldn't bring herself to do it—
