Qiao Yin looked at the knife, knowing she couldn't claim she was worthless now, no matter what.
She imitated Lan Yuyi's demeanor and declared convincingly, "I'm Lu Lingche's wife, he's my husband, and he loves me. He'll pay you to save me; you can't harm me otherwise you won't get a cent."
Considering his grandparents, Lu Lingche wouldn't really leave her to die, would he?
The kidnapper gazed at Qiao Yin and then Lan Yuyi, uncertain about who was really worth anything.
The young kidnapper who had been silent, suddenly spoke up, "Dad, they both should be worth something. Keep them both, don't kill them."
"No, we can't manage both. If one escapes, our location will be revealed!"
He wielded his knife, wavering between Qiao Yin and Lan Yuyi.