Zhou Lin's face turned white, but his large hand grasped Cheng Zhiwei's hand, prying open her fingers inch by inch. He pulled out the scissors and threw them onto the floor.
With his other arm, he wrapped around Cheng Zhiwei's shoulders and pulled her into his embrace. Zhou Lin's voice suddenly became fierce, "You want to die, but did I agree to it?"
Cheng Zhiwei merely lowered her head slightly and whispered into his ear with a very low voice, "Zhou Lin, you'll die with me."
She wanted to die, but the thought of what he might do to her family after her death stopped her.
So, it was better to drag him down with her.
Zhou Lin's pupils shook violently, disbelieving yet somehow feeling it made sense, "So, you want my life?"
"Yes, your life and Seo Zhenzhen's life, I want them both." Cheng Zhiwei didn't restrain her hatred as she laughed out loud, her eyes turning red, "You two are indeed a perfect match, equally cruel and selfish. I should have brought you together earlier."
