Gong Chenye's eyes were cold and gloomy. " Alright, then Father, you can do it. "
If Gong Monan did it himself, he would be happy to see it happen. At that time, he only needed to deal with the two good-for-nothings.
There was no way Gong Chenye would let Gong Monan off. If he didn't watch him die with his own eyes and send his corpse into the crematorium, Gong Chenye wouldn't be at ease.
If he wanted to control the Gong Family completely, he had to make sure Gong Monan died cleanly.
Gong Chenye wondered if he should give in and let Gong Monan believe that he would really let them go.
Gong Monan took it seriously and slashed his wrist. He was not polite at all.
" I know you won't believe me so easily, " Gong Monan said. " I'll show you my sincerity first. "
After saying that, Gong Monan took the knife and cut his left wrist.
Fresh blood immediately flowed out and mixed with the rain.
