Here Are Two Choices for You

"My Ling, this is the man you like, isn't he?"

Zhao Long said with a smirk, "Do you know how foolish he is? He actually brought money to the Golden Dragon Gang and convinced them to follow him into my territory. Tell me, isn’t this like walking straight into a trap?"

"My Ling, you’re so outstanding. How could you fall for a man like this?"

"What’s between me and Ah Xuan is none of your business. Let him go now," Su Hua said coldly.

"Ling, I’m doing this for your own good. I want you to see his true colors."

Zhao Long walked up to Lin Xuan with a smile.

Su Hua’s delicate brows furrowed tightly.

What was he trying to do?

"Lin Xuan," Zhao Long said, lips curling into a grin, "You’re in my hands now. Your life and death are mine to decide."

"Between you and Ling, only one of you will walk out of here today. The choice is yours—will it be you, or will it be Ling?"

He pulled out a gun and aimed it at Lin Xuan.

Su Hua’s eyes locked onto the gun in Zhao Long’s hand, her own weapon raised and trained on him.

It was clear—if Zhao Long fired, she wouldn’t hesitate to pull the trigger.

"What are you trying to do?"

Members of the Shadow Organization immediately pointed their guns at Su Hua.

Zhao Long raised a hand to stop them. "Don’t harm my Ling. If even a single hair on her head is touched, I’ll make sure you suffer a fate worse than death."

At his words, the assassins reluctantly lowered their weapons.

Lin Xuan frowned. "What do you mean by ‘only one leaves’? What happens to the other?"

"Death, of course. Between the two of you, only one gets to live today," Zhao Long replied with a chuckle.

He loved watching lovers turn against each other—it was always such a delightful show.

Lin Xuan clenched his fists tightly.

"Lin Xuan."

Zhao Long shifted the gun’s muzzle from Lin Xuan’s chest to his temple.

"Life or death—it’s your choice. Don’t disappoint me, Lin Xuan."

Zhao Long was certain Lin Xuan would choose himself over Su Hua.

Then Ling would finally see this hypocrite for what he truly was.

Betrayed by the one she loved, she would return to her old self—cold and ruthless, just as she should be.

"Death?" Lin Xuan frowned. "If I choose myself, but Ling is one of your people, would you really let anything happen to her?"

"Of course not. But if you choose her, then she won’t have to suffer," Zhao Long said with a light laugh.

Lin Xuan’s fists tightened.

He glanced at the clock on the wall—seven minutes left.

He needed to buy more time.

"I’ll give you three minutes to decide. If you don’t give me an answer by then, both of you die."

"Hahahaha!"

Zhao Long burst into laughter again.

Lin Xuan said grimly, "Can I have more time to think?"

"Three minutes. That’s all you get," Zhao Long replied.

Lin Xuan clenched his hands.

Three minutes…

Zhao Long pressed the timer.

Every second felt like an eternity.

Zhao Long watched Lin Xuan intently.

Lin Xuan, make your choice. Choose yourself.

Leave Ling to me.

Ling belongs to me.

"You have ten seconds left," Zhao Long announced.

Lin Xuan’s fists trembled.

"Ten."

"Nine."

"Eight."

…

Zhao Long counted down.

"Three."

"Two."

"One."

"Time’s up." Zhao Long smirked. "Lin Xuan, make your choice. Will you live, or will Ling?"

Lin Xuan gritted his teeth. "I choose…"

He hesitated.

"Speak! Who do you choose?" Zhao Long demanded again.

Lin Xuan raised a hand, moving it slowly in a counter-clockwise motion.

It lingered briefly in Su Hua’s direction.

At the same time, his eyes remained fixed on Zhao Long’s gun. If Zhao Long turned it toward Su Hua, he would shield her with his own body.

He wouldn’t let her suffer even the slightest harm.

"Hahahaha!"

Zhao Long laughed triumphantly. "Ling, do you see? Lin Xuan chose your death! In the face of life and death, a man’s true feelings are revealed. He doesn’t care about you—only himself."

"So, Ling, come back to the Shadows. You should abandon all emotions. This is where you truly belong."

A faint smile touched Su Hua’s lips.

Ah Xuan’s choice… it made sense.

He should choose himself.

She didn’t want anything to happen to him. But if she died, she just hoped he wouldn’t bring his future wife and children to visit her grave.

Jiang Qing’s brows knitted tightly.

This couldn’t be right.

An outsider sees more clearly than those involved.

Su Hua couldn’t see Lin Xuan’s feelings for her, but Jiang Qing could—Lin Xuan loved Su Hua more than he loved himself.

Su Hua had already signed the inheritance papers. If anything happened to her, all her assets would go to Lin Xuan.

And he knew that.

So if he was willing to risk his life to storm the Shadow Organization for her sake, then he must value her life above his own.