For everyone, the most precious thing is always one's own life.
When life is gone, everything is gone.
How deep must one's feelings be to willingly die for another person?
She had always thought that Yun Feng was shallow, loving the rich and spurning the poor.
She had never imagined that he would be willing to give up his own life for her.
Jian Shichu gave a light snort, just about to say something, when the sound of a car engine arose. A Range Rover sped toward them, and before it even came to a complete stop, Xiao Ying got out and strode towards Jian Shichu, "Young Master, Young Madam, are you all right?"
He looked at them both with concern.
"We're fine," Jian Shichu said, looking towards the Range Rover, "Where's Qingyang?"
Xiao Ying reported, "When we found Young Master Qingyang, he was still unconscious. I had Jiuyue escort Young Master Qingyang to the hospital."
