Standing up, his voice was so cold that the air froze into ice: "Two o'clock: Mu Wanqing, what's wrong?! Where is Yang Muchen?!"
Her breathing suddenly became rapid, and the suffocating feeling of death quickly filled every nerve of Shen Mengxin.
Her hands instinctively grabbed Yang Mufan's hand that was squeezing her neck. Her face turned red and she struggled to squeeze out a sentence from her throat: "You want to know?! I won't tell you -"
Yang Mufan's black eyes suddenly turned cold and dark. He stared angrily at Shen Mengxin, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "In that case, then... Shen Mengxin, just wait: you want to die or not, but you are better than It's hard to die." He got up, and his voice was so cold that the air froze into ice: "Two o'clock: Mu Wanqing, what's wrong?! Where is Yang Muchen?!"
Her breathing suddenly became rapid, and the suffocating feeling of death quickly filled every nerve of Shen Mengxin.
Her hands instinctively grabbed Yang Mufan's hand that was squeezing her neck. Her face turned red and she struggled to squeeze out a sentence from her throat: "You want to know?! I won't tell you -"
Yang Mufan's black eyes suddenly turned cold and dark. He stared angrily at Shen Mengxin, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "In that case, then... Shen Mengxin, just wait: you want to die or not, but you are better than It’s hard to die.”