"Who cares about her? at most, she's just trying to gain sympathy. She won't die. Just let her bleed a little more. Can't boss see through her thoughts?"
"Fake, really fake ..."
The conversation between the two of them dealt a critical blow to Xia rushuang. She suddenly felt a little regretful. Not only would she not be able to salvage anything, but she would also put herself in real danger.
She didn't want to die, she really didn't want to die.
She hadn't lived long enough. She hadn't gotten everything she wanted. How could she die? she was someone who was blessed by the heavens.
This was not what she had expected. She had not enjoyed enough of the glory, splendor, and wealth that she had obtained with great difficulty. She absolutely could not die so easily.
Xia rushuang remembered, but she had lost too much blood and was already in a semi-conscious state.
"Save ... Save ... My life," she yelled.
The bodyguard outside the door laughed.