"Ji Ziming, don't you really like Pei Ge? Come; if you dare to take one step closer to me, I'll let this woman you love leave the world immediately. This day next year will be her death anniversary."
Huang Zhian's eyes were overflowing with viciousness, yet he feared those men at the back who were carrying guns.
"Do you think by holding me hostage that you can threaten Ji Ziming into letting you go? He won't! You're simply dreaming!"
Pei Ge was not a bit frightened by the guy's scare tactic. Although she felt suffocated by his grip on her neck, she could only do this to agitate the guy and find the right opportunity to escape. However, from the situation, it seemed that Huang Zhian had seen through her tricks.
"Shut up, you sl*t! You should've died back then when I ran you over! Why aren't you dead? You caused me to receive only two million! If you speak another word, I'll kill you!"
