A cold shiver ran down her spine. "Am I going to die?"
"Don't worry." He pulled the tip of her chin, "I won't let you die."
"I knew you would protect me." A smile came out of her mouth, like the ink in the tank slowly melted, spreading over her whole beautiful face.
He sneered and said maliciously, "To protect you?" He sneered, "Your life or death has nothing to do with me. What's more, if you die, I will even save my energy to divorce you."
She was stunned, and the smile froze on her lips and slowly disappeared. Dark clouds covered her bright eyes. "Then what do you mean?"
His handsome and cold face was close to her, "The bullet shot me, and I want their heads to have a good taste of the bullets. You will be safe if he dies."
Well, she understood. He did all these for himself and gave her a favor by the way.