"The choice is in your hands," Han Qingfeng held his phone to his chin, looking like he was enjoying the show.
Lin Yan closed her eyes, a bone-deep despair invading her.
Lin Yang let out a pained howl, "Sister, don't listen to him. Jumping from this height, even if it doesn't kill you, it'll cripple you. He just wants my leg; I'll give it to him. Please, don't do anything stupid."
Lin Yang summoned all his courage; he couldn't let his sister come to harm.
Han Qingfeng, as if appreciating a tragic drama of deep sibling love, slowly clapped his hands in mock applause.
"Look how touching. I never thought this good-for-nothing would do such a thing. I'm moved to tears."
The mocking laughter seemed to pierce through Lin Yan's eardrums.
