When faced with a choice between life and death, humanity's true nature was laid bare.
Very few people could continue Disguising themselves without changing expression in the face of death.
Jiang Honghu was clearly not one of those few, and neither was Yang Jiali.
"Choose. She dies, or you die?"
Jiang Nantian looked at Jiang Honghu leisurely, waiting for his choice.
Jiang Honghu remained silent for a long while.
"Honey! I don't want to die! I... I can't die!" Yang Jiali cried out at Jiang Honghu, tears and snot streaming down her face.
Jiang Honghu still did not state his position, merely staring at Jiang Nantian with a dark expression.
But Yang Jiali interpreted his reaction as his unwillingness to save her.
"Jiang Honghu!" Yang Jiali roared at him.
Jiang Honghu looked up at her, his gaze complicated.
"What do you mean, Jiang Honghu? You don't want to save me?" Yang Jiali yelled. "I've suffered so much for you! I spent so many years in a psychiatric hospital for you! You owe me this! Jiang Honghu!"
Hearing Yang Jiali's words, Jiang Nantian raised an eyebrow and looked at Jiang Honghu in surprise.
Jiang Honghu owed Yang Jiali?
That was certainly a fresh claim.
Jiang Nantian was also curious what exactly Jiang Honghu owed Yang Jiali.
Could there have been more than just love between these two?
Then again, how could someone as selfish and self-serving as Jiang Honghu truly give up benefits for love?
He had found it strange before. Before Yang Jiali was disfigured, it could be said that Jiang Honghu liked her for her looks.
But after Yang Jiali was disfigured, Jiang Honghu still refused to abandon her. He had even ceded considerable benefits to the White Family and several other families in order to protect her.
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