"What choice?"
Ye Nuannuan looked at Chen Shu defensively, unsure of what he intended to say.
Chen Shu smirked, "Don't worry, it won't be difficult for you."
Ye Nuannuan didn't believe him at all.
Unless Chen Shu explained clearly, she would never agree easily.
"You think I'm a psychopath, don't you? Today, I'll show you what a true psychopath is like."
As he spoke, he took out his phone and played a video of Jiu Yanchuan, barely alive, right in front of Ye Nuannuan.
Jiu Yanchuan lay on the ground, his chest barely rising, giving off a truly near-death appearance.
Just seeing him like this, Ye Nuannuan couldn't help but panic, "What did you do to him?"
Chen Shu raised a hand, brushed his thumb across his lips, and grinned brightly, "I just locked him in a room filled with toxic gas. Whether he survives, that's up to him."
Ye Nuannuan had studied psychology.
She could naturally tell that Chen Shu wasn't joking when he spoke.
