“Hurry up, I don’t have that much time,” Zhou Ying said lazily. If it weren’t for someone insisting on torturing them this way, he would have killed these people already.
Tao Yu’s hand holding the gun trembled, her legs weak as she walked towards the two brothers, stopping a few steps away, tears falling before she could speak.
Yue Ze looked at her for a long time, finally breathing through the pain: “Have you been wearing too many wedding dresses lately? And always letting me see them. Isn’t heaven telling me to marry you?”
“What should I do, what should I do…” Tao Yu murmured, wishing she could shoot herself.
Yue Lin’s previous composure was completely gone. At this moment, he could even hear the sound of his life flowing away. He looked at her weakly: “Don’t be afraid, just choose randomly. Zhou Ying won’t let us go anyway.”
“Yes, girl, do whatever you want. That bastard Zhou Ying isn’t planning to let us go,” Yue Ze said with a forced smile, his teeth stained red with blood.
“But I really can’t do it,” Tao Yu looked at him, broken, tears streaming down.
Yue Lin chuckled softly: “Attacking me and leaving the other will definitely be tortured by Zhou Ying. Give me a quick death.” He gave her an answer to her difficult choice.
“What do you mean?” Yue Ze spoke before Tao Yu, looking at Yue Lin for the first time since he arrived, his eyes full of hatred, but if Yue Lin looked at him, he would definitely see his panic. “You want Tao Yu to remember you for life? Don’t even think about it!”
“Shut up,” Yue Lin said impatiently.
Yue Ze looked at Tao Yu, hoarsely saying: “Girl, kill me. I don’t want to be the one who’s abandoned again.”
Tao Yu silently shook her head, her hands almost powerless, holding the gun.
“The one who was abandoned was never you,” Yue Lin said slowly.
A hint of mockery flashed in Yue Ze’s eyes: “So in your view, being exiled for over twenty years doesn’t count as abandonment? I’d rather our parents had chosen you back then.”
“Then you might not be alive now,” Yue Lin said coldly.
