"What will happen?" he asked languidly, almost as if he were genuinely interested in her answer.
"I will die in front of you," Ren Chuqing declared, throwing caution to the wind.
She couldn't let Mianmian be in danger, so... all she could do now was take a gamble.
His eyes suddenly darkened. "You'd better take back what you just said right this instant!"
Ren Chuqing took a deep breath, "Wen Muqing, if you dare to lay a hand on Mianmian, I will die right before your eyes. Don't you like me? So, if I really died, tell me, would you become as desperate as your father? You've always kept me from leaving you, but in truth, it's because you simply can't bear to be without me, isn't it? Or should I say, you've fallen in love with me..."
"Shut up!" His hand, white and smooth as jade, suddenly clasped around her throat, cutting off the rest of her words in her throat.
