"No way!" came the chorus once again, and this time, even Qiao Ya spoke up. Ye Fei's willingness to sacrifice his life for her had deeply moved her.
Of course, this didn't mean she would agree to let Ye Fei sleep with her. Despite having lived in the open-minded United States for many years, Qiao Ya's traditional virtue of being faithful to one partner remained unchanged. She would never allow herself to be touched by a man other than her husband.
Since she couldn't let Ye Fei die, and she couldn't let Ye Fei sleep with her, Qiao Ya was left with only one option. She knew that neither her husband, daughter, nor Ye Fei, her prospective son-in-law, would stand by and let her be blown up by the bomb.
So, Qiao Ya had already made up her mind to take her own life. She quietly shifted her gaze to the large floor-to-ceiling window nearby, contemplating how she could jump out without drawing attention.
