Chen Zhi suddenly felt so selfish and regretted getting Si Ye angry just now.
"I promise you!" she blurted out, thinking sacrificing one night was nothing if it could save An Yichen.
After all, she had already fallen from grace, not just for one night. Yet, she still yearned for the light, yearned to live in this world with purity and dignity.
"Too late," Si Ye snorted with disdain.
"I really promise you. It's a good deal, don't you want to take it? If An Yichen dies, even if the An Family can't bring you down, they'll cause you a lot of trouble. I think you don't want unnecessary trouble, right?"
Si Ye turned to look at her, his thin lips lifting slightly, "You do make a correct analysis."
"That's just how it is," Chen Zhi replied, lowering her gaze to soften her voice, "Let him go. No matter what he's done to you, you've punished him already. There's no need to ensure his destruction."
