"I know."
Tan Jincheng's response was clean and decisive.
Tong Yao was stunned.
"Precisely because she knows, that's why I am here," Tan Jincheng said indifferently.
Tong Yao was bewildered.
She kept shaking her head, retreating, until she fell onto the sofa opposite Tan Jincheng.
The gun in her hand was still aimed directly at Tan Jincheng, only this time, the muzzle was pointed at his heart.
Her lips were tightly pressed together, as if she couldn't believe it, "You said, she knows?"
"Yes."
"And yet she still let you come to see me? She didn't go mad? She clearly knows I might kill you, no, she knows if I can't have you, I will definitely kill you, and she's not worried?" Tong Yao was completely unable to comprehend.
Tan Jincheng said nothing, just looked at Tong Yao indifferently.
Tong Yao's eyes were turning red.
She stared at Tan Jincheng and said, "Do you know why I survived?"
"You've mentioned it before," Tan Jincheng's voice was without any inflection.
