Lu Lingche lowered his head, looking at the hand that was gripping his arm.
Only then did he realise, her hand was quite beautiful.
Slim, long, as white as jade.
Even the veins that stood out on her hand from the excessive force were attractive.
Seeing that he did not respond, Qiao Yin shook his arm in a panic, "Lu Lingche! Are you going to save him or not?! Say something!"
Lu Lingche finally moved his gaze from her hand, answering indifferently, "It's your brother, not mine, why should I save him?"
Indeed, he had no duty to do so now.
Qiao Yin hastily said, "Then what can convince you to save him? You can name your condition!"
"I haven't thought about it."
"Then this is how it goes, you think it over slowly, but first, get my brother out. Human lives are of paramount importance, we can't delay!"
"Qiao Yin, do you take me for a fool? I save your brother, you then renegade, while I continue thinking, by the time I decide what I want, would you give it to me?"