Leng Yu Yan was first scared by the dead rat, and now she was frightened by his words.
Could she really keep her life safe if she went back to Tiancheng with him?
She turned her head and took another look at the ground, the rat had clearly been dead for a long time, its body already stiff. The grey fur was still on its body, but the tail was bare, revealing the white flesh underneath, the fur having fallen off long ago.
It was disgusting and frightening at the same time.
Leng Yu Yan moved closer to Ye Yiheng's chest and covered her eyes, her forehead pressed tightly against his chest.
Suddenly, she thought, if he killed her, would she end up even worse than this rat?
With that thought, she began to tremble all over.
She wanted to escape his embrace, but the man held her tightly.
Ye Yiheng felt that she was still distressed in his arms, and considering she had managed to escape to Nandian, she couldn't be taken back with just a word; this matter couldn't be rushed.
