Heh.
So stubborn, so defiant. He looked at him, thought he was all sunshine and gentleness.
But that's normal, Yan Family people, stubborn by nature.
Mu Yunshen laughed, a laugh full of cold sarcasm and chill. He crushed out his cigarette, his long legs suddenly stepping up a stair, leaning down close to Yan Chu's ear—
"Whether you like Luo Qiangwei or not, I'm not interested and don't want to meddle. But let me tell you, don't mess with Shiche. Whatever kinks you have, if you dare touch him, I'll make sure you can't crawl out of Jiang City."
Having said that, he straightened up, pushed him slightly, and Yan Chu staggered backward down a couple of steps, almost falling, caught by Tang Sitian, "Brother Yan..."
Seeing this, Mu Yunshen's lips curled into a mocking sneer, "Quite the charmer, huh? One on the hook and still fishing for another."
His glance swept over Tang Sitian, eyes cold and disdainful. Tang Sitian shuddered under his sharp, hurtful gaze, biting her lower lip.
