The figure appeared in front of him, and he hesitated.
"But, isn't our plan to make mo Yancheng suffer? Isn't it better for the person you love to die?" His subordinates were confused. Clearly, Shen chengjing's survival was the flaw in the plan.
"I suddenly thought of something even more perfect! Help me bring her over, I want to play with her. " Mr. Lian squinted his black eyes as he thought of her sweet smile, her clear eyes, her tall figure, and her wisdom ...
To be honest, if she was not with mo Yanchen, perhaps he would really want her to be his woman. It would be a waste for such a woman to die.
"Yes, Mr. Lian." The subordinate didn't dare to refute. After receiving the mission, he turned around and left.
Mr. Lian held the cigar between two fingers and looked at the red flame in front of the cigarette butt with a very strange smile. He reached out to open the door and got out of the car. His tall figure stood there and looked ahead.
