Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment before he realized what she meant. He said angrily,"I won't allow it!"
daddy's already dead, I can't drag you down again, Yingluo, " Jing Tong said, tears falling again. daddy also thinks the same way, Yingluo. If you lose the election, wouldn't daddy's death be in vain, Yingluo? "
Jiang Yu's arm suddenly tightened, and his breathing became heavier.
"No," she said. His voice was unusually cold. I don't agree. I've said it before, I won't be implicated in your father's matter. Even if I don't do anything, the final winner will still be me!"
Logically speaking, Jing zhinyuan was no longer around, and he had used his death to leave a smooth path for Jing Tong. Moreover, Jing Tong had agreed to it, so he should have accepted it.
