Ye Qiangzhi hung her head, speechless. Gazing at the frail and unfamiliar hand, she knew she had crossed over.,Once she understood this, Ye Qianzhi realized why Yuan had been confined to the room and why her stomach was churning when she woke up. She figured it must be these two people in front of her who were trying to force Yuan into submission using this method, making her agree to this marriage!,Maybe one day Song Sanlang will die, and if Ye Wenqian marries him then, wouldn't she be at risk of becoming a widow anytime。