She had only passed out for a moment, yet somehow things had drastically changed.
"Seeing me end up like this, are you pleased?" he asked.
Lin Xinlan frankly admitted, "I did feel a bit of schadenfreude, thinking you got what you deserved. But if you release me now, you still have a chance to escape with your life."
Qiao Yiyang's dark eyes flickered slightly as he seriously asked her, "Xinlan, do you wish for me to die, or do you wish for me to live?"
How could he ask her such a question.
Lin Xinlan paused for a moment and said indifferently, "Life is precious; everyone should cherish it. Whether you live or die is up to your own choice."
The man smiled faintly, even at this moment, he was still able to smile so calmly, without a hint of tension or fear.
"Xinlan, I know you're not really concerned about me; you say this only because you're inherently kind. But I'd rather you were concerned about me, indirectly urging me to hold on and survive."
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