"Hehe... wife, do you really not trust me?"
Chen Jie heard Huang Wan'er's words but did not answer directly; instead, he asked in return.
The initiative to invite him to play this game was actually in her hands; as long as he did not intend to kill, the game would not even start.
She would not proactively report to Nan Batian.
Only if she were killed by him would this so-called letter reach Nan Batian's hands.
In fact, this all stemmed from her inherent kindness.
It was reality that had forced her into the appearance of a madwoman, yet in her heart, she was not born with madness.
Like this game, if it were a born madman, he would impose a time limit.
For instance, if she weren't killed within a month, she might hand the letter to Nan Batian, putting Chen Jie in great danger either way; but she hadn't done that.
She had only given herself a very passive condition.
