The sisters were completely in despair, with Wu Xiaoya unwillingly shedding tears.
Looking at the regret-filled eyes of the soft and delicate Wu Daya in his arms, Ye Fei raised his hand and gently pinched her fair little cheek.
"I've always been a man of my word, when I say I will choose only one, I will definitely choose one."
Saying so, Ye Fei immediately pressed down on the back of Wu Daya's neck.
"How about it, do you feel like you have your strength back?"
Wu Daya was about to cry, but to her surprise, Ye Fei had actually let her go.
She nodded her head in disbelief, confirming this fact.
Ye Fei didn't say anything more and directly placed her beside the bed.
Then, turning his head to face Wu Xiaoya, he stretched out his hand and pressed down on the back of her neck as well.
At this moment, Wu Daya had already regained her strength and was able to move her hands and feet.
