Although she had expected it, when hearing it, Su Qianci still felt panicked and stood up.
However, Lu Yihan reached out and quickly pressed her down. His pair of eyes, under the gorgeous lights around, looked bright and beautiful. He looked at her, perturbed. Lu Yihan slowly said, "How about a bet?"
Su Qianci was fascinated by his eyes and asked subconsciously, "What?"
"Aren't you insisting that he is still alive?"
"Yes, he is still alive!" She did not hesitate to blurt out and looked at him resolutely. "Last time, my daughter and I were saved by him. If it weren't for him, I am afraid we would have fallen to death."
Lu Yihan heard this, and his heart became bitter. He was dead, he was dead. Everyone knew that he was dead, but why was she unwilling to accept the fact? Looking at her with pity, he said slowly, "Then let's have a bet."
Su Qianci pursed her lips and looked at him without speaking.
