But she couldn't help herself as her gaze slid past Qiao Yiyang.
The man's eyes were deep and inscrutable, and she couldn't understand his thoughts.
Perhaps he really would sacrifice her and her child for Rong Mingyan's sake.
In fact, she hadn't held out much hope that he would actually help her, and she had never taken his professed fondness seriously.
Apart from Rong Shaoze's love, the love of other men didn't seem real to her, because none of them could give the selfless devotion that Rong Shaoze had shown her.
Lin Xinlan closed her eyes slightly, thinking that this time she was truly going to die.
In her heart, she asked herself if she regretted bringing Xiaocong into the picture.
She didn't know whether she regretted it or not, as every decision she made had its reasons and was necessary, so she couldn't speak of regret.
If she were to die, so be it. Her child would be with her, and at least in the Netherworld, she could continue to take care of him.
