"Listen carefully, Miss Shana."
A Mu's voice was very calm, but his expression was even more solemn than before.
"If you fall into Sha Dong's hands, it will surely be a fate worse than death. If they really come in, run to the servants' room, block the door, cut off the gas pipe."
A Mu placed a silver lighter in Shana's hand.
She felt as if she were immersed in ice water, desperately clutching the small lighter.
She never imagined that after being a habitual rich girl, the daughter of the president, having enjoyed all the luxuries, she would one day fall into such a predicament...
She was very unwilling in her heart.
Life had so many joys she hadn't had a chance to experience, and she could never be filial beside her father and mother again...
She looked up at A Mu beside her and said, "A Mu, fortunately, you are still by my side. Even if I die, there's someone accompanying me, so it's not lonely... fortunately, fortunately..."
