Ye Anqi's heart sank.
The downfall of the Ye Family, would Ye Wenbo commit suicide?
Noticing her thoughts, Timothy asked again, "Between Ya Shitian and your father, whose situation do you want to know about?"
"Why must I choose?"
"Because I want to know exactly how important Ya Shitian is to you."
Ye Anqi smirked mockingly, "You don't need to test me, I want to know about Ya Shitian's situation."
"You're not concerned about your father's life or death?"
"It's not that I don't care, it's that knowing won't help. If he really wants to commit suicide, what can I do? Why should I care about someone who doesn't cherish their life?"
Timothy nodded, "You're right. But you don't take care of your body either."
"That's because you forced me."
"You could choose not to."
Ye Anqi didn't want to waste words with him, "Tell me, how is Ya Shitian?"
Unexpectedly, she was still choosing Ya Shitian.
Her attitude was so resolute.
Timothy gave a self-mocking smile in his heart.
