"Lu Jinghan, I love you, so much, so very much. Ever since my mother passed away, I haven't had a home. Thank you for giving me that feeling of home again."
Feng Yi, driving beside him, saw Lu Jinghan so vulnerable and fragile for the first time. Even when his parents died in a car accident, he hadn't been like this.
The police had tapped Lu Jinghan's phone and now had located the other party. Helicopters and armed police cars were racing towards the site of the kidnapping.
Han Siyu hung up the phone immediately, afraid that if she continued listening, she would waver and be reluctant to kill Han Xi.
"Xiao Xi, don't blame me. I just love that man too much, want him too desperately. I'll repay you in our next life."
Han Xi looked at her with swollen eyes, calm and without a ripple: "In the next life, I don't want to know you, nor do I want to be your sister. I'd prefer we don't even have the chance to brush past each other."
