A layer of cold sweat had appeared on her palms and her fingertips were trembling slightly.
"They're trying to kill three birds with one stone."
It's no wonder she was overthinking it. The worries and tensions she had been experiencing for days suddenly exploded in an instant. Why did she choose today?
The choice was when they went out the day before their engagement, when Wanran was about to be detoxified.
First, he calculated that they would leave the house today, and chose today to kidnap Wanran and kill so many guards. Why did he only let A Shui go down the mountain to report the news?
After the news is reported, he will wait for her to beg Zhou Jing'an to come and rescue her, or he will guess Wanran's identity and will definitely rescue him based on his brain.
Then they would ambush her on her way back to Beijing, and either kill her or kidnap her to threaten Zhou Jing'an, which would also help to keep her father in check.
Kill her, tie up Wanran, and then restrain Zhou Jingan.
Are they ready to throw in the towel or are they crazy?
That’s a nice thought.
Jiang Ling's body was stiff and numb, and her heart was beating wildly.
"Zhou Jing'an, you can understand what I mean." She said in a trembling voice.
What she said might be a little confusing, but he could understand.
Zhou Jing'an reached out and gently held her cold hand.
"I understand."
The moment Jiang Ling said this, he also thought of this possibility.
If this is true, they are now in a dilemma, which is like catching a turtle in a jar.
The snowflakes grew heavier and heavier, piling up thickly on Zhou Jing'an's shoulders. Ye Song held an umbrella over his head.
Jiang Ling gently grasped his right hand, and reached out with her left hand to brush the snow off his shoulders. Her voice trembled uncontrollably, "What should we do now? Zhou Jing'an."
Zhou Jing'an looked at her, frowned slightly, and felt a little distressed.
Still put her in such a dangerous situation.
He leaned over, moved closer to her, gently pressed his forehead against hers, and whispered softly—
"Ling'er, do you believe me?"
His breath was gentle on her face.
Jiang Ling raised her eyes and looked into his tender eyes. She curled her fingers and whispered, "I believe you."
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