No one knew better than her how unbearable it was to be in the sea, unable to breathe, only able to wait for death...
She had once experienced such torment, and now Rong Shaoze had too.
Was it divine punishment? Punishing him for the wrongs he had done?
Yet she didn't want him to be punished.
She had tasted that flavor of despair and didn't want him to experience it too; she only hoped that he could live on...
Lin Xinlan clasped her hands tightly, her heart filled with hate and pain.
She shook her head and said firmly, "No, he definitely hasn't died, I believe he hasn't died!"
Her intuition told her that Rong Shaoze was still alive; she trusted her instincts.
Qiao Yiyang couldn't help but sneer, "Thrown into the vast ocean and having been shot, do you think he still has a chance to survive? Xinlan, stop deceiving yourself. He's really dead, it's just that his body hasn't been found yet."
