Tan Shuangshuang was indeed stronger. She could not endure a hundred whippings. But… at least it would not kill her.
Tan Shuangshuang bit her lower lip hard. Tears rolled down her cheeks. Her face was as pale as a sheet of white paper. She smiled bitterly. "I thought… I was very important to you. But I could never compete with your mother."
"Shuang'er!" Liu Yuchen held Tan Shuangshuang's hand tightly. "Don't worry. I'll search for good medicines to help you recover quickly. Trust me, okay?"
Tan Shuangshuang removed her hand quickly. She was crying hysterically now. "You have asked me to trust you. But have you ever trusted me? Am I the kind of woman who would not be bothered about my lover's mother? I've decided to endure the whipping no matter what your decision is. But I had still hoped that… you'd choose me."
