"Tsk, you're so full of yourself ..."
Their voices grew further and further away until they could no longer be heard. He seemed to be quarreling, but from their interaction, one could tell that the two of them were actually very close.
Yue Pengcheng's body went limp, and he fell from his chair to the ground.
Xia Anlan's last sentence was a threat to her. He was warning her to let her know that he was a prisoner and that his life and death were in Xia Anlan's hands.
What should he do now?
If he agreed to divorce su ningmei, what would happen to him in the future? They might spare his life, but they would not give him money.
He didn't want to die, but he also didn't want to be poor. He wanted a good life, not having to worry about money, and could live a luxurious and rich life.
However, it was useless. He knew that it was useless to think about it. The key was what Xia Anlan wanted him to do.
