Chapter 39

　　In the past three years, Annalyn Su's body had been forced to soak in formalin for several hours at regular intervals. Every time she was about to suffocate to death, she was fished out, but she did not die. 　　Her body had deteriorated so much, Annalyn Su could smell a corpse from her body. 　　Annalyn Su suffered every moment. She wanted to end this torment. 　　Knowing this was the result, she said nothing to provoke John Jiang, let alone hurt Angelica Su! 　　Angelica Su suddenly gripped Annalyn's throat, her eyes congested. "Bien is really not dead? Don't lie to me, Annalyn, if you lie to me, you will end up just like John Jiang!" 　　Another kind of fear burrowed into Annalyn Su’s limbs. She was trebled at by Angelica Su's breath, her mouth was open, and she trembling with difficulty. "He’s alive. I lied to you then, I swear..." 　　Angelica Su loosened her grip, and the anger in her eyes disappeared little by little until she was completely gone.