"What 1 year?"
Jiang Zimo was shocked.
An ominous feeling was rising within him.
Glancing at Li Fang, the old lady said,
"She has severe schizophrenia, there is no cure for it. She also has a brain tumor last stage."
Jiang Zimo shook his head in disbelief,
"No! No, how can she die? I am here I will ensure that she lives a long life. She is my sweetheart! How could she give up so easily."
"Sweetheart, you say? Do you know when you forced her into prostitution even though you made sure no one touched her, do you think that you had protected her properly? For your information, she was almost raped by 10 people, other than Mr. Liam, the sight of any other male triggers her condition if they hug or even touches her."
"Mr. Liam will take care of her, you please leave..."
Ignoring the old lady, Jiang Zimo ordered his man to ready the car and scooped Li Fang in his arms.
"She needs no one other than me."
