Chapter 15

　　John Jiang was still lying in bed, sleeping deeply. 　　His face was like a Greek sculpture. He didn’t look so fierce with his eyes closed tightly. 　　Angelica Su could not think of anything, and walked over to try to wake John Jiang. 　　But John Jiang didn’t show any signs that he’d wake soon. Outside, there was a rumbling sound, seemingly of a building collapsing. Using all of her strength, Angel pulled John Jiang out of bed. 　　At this moment, she regretted putting a sedative in her lipstick. If John Jiang were to die here, she would live in regret and sorrow for the rest of her life. 　　Because she still loves him. 　　Then and now, this man was part of her life. 　　Angel pulled him by his feet. She barely missed the ceiling chandelier as it crashed down. Finally, she reached the door and pulled him out of the bedroom. 　　A piece of pottery in a display stand tottered just above John Jiang's head as it was shaken by a strong aftershoc