"One of you dies, I will come back in, and the one who survives can take the child and leave safely."
Liu Yuan said this and walked out of the cold storage, instructing someone to lock the door from the outside.
Ye Qilan knew there was no time left, so he dragged the petrified Su Hongxing towards the lounge.
"I won't go…" Just as Su Hongxing started speaking, Ye Qilan picked her up horizontally and quickly carried her to the lounge, placing her inside.
Calling it a lounge was inaccurate; it was actually a glass room smaller than a telephone booth, only big enough for one person to stand in, pitifully small.
Su Hongxing tightly clutched Ye Qilan's sleeve, "Ye Qilan, you can't do this…"
Her lips were already trembling from the cold, not to mention Ye Qilan's condition.
