"Ah Ya, do you still like Song Zhe?"
"Do you like Gu Jin?"
Gu Yanting's dark pupils flashed a touch of darkness.
He suddenly brought up the names of Song Zhe and Gu Jin, and Zhuo Ya's hands shook involuntarily, even her breathing changed.
Gu Yanting gazed into the shimmering light in Zhuo Ya's eyes, he lifted his hand, gently dancing across her brows and eyes, and softly said, "Ah Ya, don't like them."
"I like you."
Zhuo Ya leaned in and kissed Gu Yanting's lips, murmuring hoarsely to him.
Gu Yanting's heart pounded fiercely.
In his life, he had fallen for Zhuo Ya.
But what of it?
He was willing to gamble with his own life.
"Ah Ya, I am willing... to bet my life that you love me, that you won't betray me. Tell me, will I win this war?"
Zhuo Ya, hearing Gu Yanting's words, felt her heart tremble violently.
She didn't say anything, just touched Gu Yanting's face and said faintly, "I don't know... if you will win."
"But you believe in yourself, don't you?"
