Jiang Jiuyi heard this, and laughed happily: "That's right, after all, we and Huangfu Yu are not people of the same path. Leaving him is the wisest choice."
Jiang Shiyi didn't say anything.
In fact, at this moment, there was a bit of fear in her heart.
She felt that the brother in front of her was both her brother and not her brother.
She felt that Jiang Jiuyi's smile looked inexplicably sinister, and when he was angry, he always gave off a feeling of being inhuman.
She felt it was especially terrifying.
Actually, she had already made the worst plan before coming here.
If her brother insisted on forcing her, she would commit suicide. The poison was hidden in her back molars.
This is a method of suicide used by ancient warriors. In the past, out of interest, she and her brother had even used sugar pills as poison and researched this thing together.
She never thought that the whim of the past would be used in such a situation now.
