"Treacherous thoughts? What kind of—"
"Of making her divorce us," Xie Jie interrupted him. "I know you and the way you work, your highness. And I also understand why you have made the contract for three years. One for each of us right? You want to take care of us one by one."
Xie Jie understood the workings of Fu Qi Hong much better than the other two because he had lived with his mother for more than sixteen years. People like Fu Qi Hong and his mother were of the same kind.
Patient but deadly.
They would willingly wait for ages as long as they could get what they wanted.
Fu Qi Hong stopped speaking and glanced at Xie Jie with a stern look on his face. He neither refused nor denied causing a chill to rise in the hearts of Shao Hui or Yin Fu.
Three years—one for each.
This mer, he truly wanted to separate Mo Qiang from them.
