Mu Yiliang's steps were forced to stop.
Yan Sijue looked at her back, his lips curling into a somewhat cruel smile: "As long as I give the order, his life will be over."
Mu Yiliang pressed her lips together.
She knew that pleading at this moment might provoke this man even more. Furthermore, the more she pleaded, the less likely Yan Sijue was to spare Ye Moran.
Thinking of this, she said flatly: "So what?"
Yan Sijue studied her intently, his voice hoarse: "Let go of Xiaoze, and I won't make things difficult for him."
Xiaoze held Mu Yiliang's hand, sighing helplessly...
Daddy's move was really awful, a man consumed by jealousy is truly terrifying!
Mu Yiliang turned to look at him, her expression quite peculiar.
