Chapter 301 - 115 My _4
When Jiang Li glimpsed that secret, she knew she had to bury it in her heart forever, never to be voiced. She was aware of Jih Heng’s schemes and said nothing during their confrontations because she understood that once Jih Heng found out his secret had been exposed, the first thing he would do was silence her.
Misfortune comes from the mouth as sickness comes from what is eaten, to choose words wisely is to know no disaster. This was Jiang Li’s principle, but man’s plans cannot compare to fate’s, and tonight, she never anticipated being cornered with Jih Heng nearby, showing no intent to make a move. Therefore, she had no choice but to use others to do her bidding.
She revealed Jih Heng’s secret before the assassins, knowing Jih Heng would never allow anyone aware of his secret to live, these killers were doomed to be silenced.
"Miss Jiang the Second, you should know," he spoke slowly, "when it comes to silencing, no survivors are left."
He was capable of killing those assassins, and he could kill her too. First, she knew Jih Heng’s secret, and secondly, she dared to use that secret to plot against Jih Heng. These two charges alone were enough to ensure she had no reason to keep living.
The fan was icy cold, pressed against her delicate throat, and his gaze lingered on Jiang Li’s neck, seemingly filled with a hint of entwined passion. But upon a closer look, it was all dispassionate cruelty. The fan inched closer, death feeling so tangible, Jiang Li could hear her own heartbeat, yet her voice remained calm.
"Duke, I don’t want to die, otherwise, I wouldn’t have said those words," she said.
"Give me one reason you shouldn’t die." Jih Heng looked at her.