Mo Feixue endured the pain from her neck, and she said with difficulty: "If I... my life can only be exchanged for Niannian's life... then... then kill... kill me

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Leng Qianye's hands gradually tightened, and his eyes were filled with complex emotions.

Why did Mo Feixue's tears sting his eyes like a ray of light?

Mo Feixue's pale face turned red because she couldn't breathe. She only felt that the air she could breathe was getting less and less.

It would be great if she could trade her own life for Nian Nian's life. She really wanted to die at this moment, and she would be freed if she died.

She was too tired. Since the car accident and her mother and sister left her, her life had undergone a complete change. After Niannian was born, she has been working hard to make money, even cheating marriages without moral integrity, everything is

It's just to cure Nian Nian's disease.

Her world is full of disasters. If she dies, does it mean that the disaster will end?

Thinking of this, a ugly smile rose from the corner of Mo Feixue's mouth, her bright and clear eyes slowly closed, and tears could not stop overflowing. She didn't want to struggle. If she could trade her life for Nian Nian's life, it would be worth it.

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"You...must...save...Niannian." Although Mo Feixue is now at the end of her life, she still wants to remind her that she has the right to kill her.

The man wants to save Niannian, otherwise she will not let him go even if she is a ghost.

Looking at Mo Feixue's smile that seemed to be dying, Leng Qianye's heart thrust and his hands unconsciously released.

The cold-blooded and ruthless Leng Qianye couldn't do it. This was the first time he couldn't do it on someone.

Mo Feixue took a few steps back. Her physical fitness was pretty good. If it were other women who would have collapsed to the ground long ago, she instinctively breathed fresh air.

She was increasingly confused about what the man was thinking. Didn’t he want her to die? Why would he let her go?

"Mo Feixue, death is too cheap for you." Leng Qianye calmed down, his words were neither fast nor slow, but it was shocking.

Death is too cheap for you, what exactly does he want?

"What do you want to save Niannian?" Seeing that Leng Qianye had not spoken for a long time, Mo Feixue felt a little nervous.

Niannian couldn't wait, she had only one hour, and she had to persuade Leng Qianye to give Niannian a blood transfusion within an hour.

"Be my slave." Leng Qianye's cold voice sounded.

Not a lover, not a mistress, not a woman, but the lowest-class slave, a slave without any dignity and freedom.

Just when Mo Feixue was shocked, Leng Qianye had turned around coldly.

Mo Feixue could not even think about it, she yelled heartbrokenly: "I promise you."

These four words almost used up Mo Feixue's strength, and her whole body seemed to be in the snow and ice, without any temperature at all.

She knew that from then on she would embark on the path of no return as a slave and would never be defeated.

But as long as Niannian is good, she will be willing to do whatever she wants her to do. If it weren't for Niannian's mother, she would have died long ago, so she owed Niannian a life.

Leng Qianye was disinfected and put on the hospital's anti-infection clothes and entered the operating room. Niannian's face turned pale. Although she was unconscious, the expression on her face was very painful.
Chapter completed!