As soon as Amy finished speaking, she felt the air around her becoming thinner and the temperature dropped sharply.
She seemed to feel an icy chill that was as cold as one that had blown in from Siberia.
Looking at the man's darkening face and cold eyes, Amy shivered and became fully awake.
What the f*ck, it's over. She was going to die.
She had just told little Beauty Nan not to expose Mu Sihan's condition so that he would not be upset.
But she had stupidly spilled the beans in her half-conscious state.
Mu Sihan was wearing a black shirt and black pants. Ever since she had known him, he liked dark colored clothes and he looked cold and domineering in them.
But at this moment, she felt that the man in all black was like a demon from hell, with a murderous air.
He was so cold that she did not dare to look at him.
"Han, calm down. Listen to me…"
