The woman on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment before speaking coldly: "Don't be lax. Let her taste the bitterness of pain. But remember, she can't die."
The man in black gently nodded: "Understood."
He walked towards Jiang Yuzhu, his cold gaze carrying a hint of curiosity.
Pei Yanqing stood on the balcony of his luxurious villa with a glass of red wine, admiring the night view.
Suddenly, he felt that something was off.
By right, that woman Jiang Yuzhu should have been back by now.
But now, there was no trace of her...
He put down the red wine, gently dialed a number, and the phone rang for a long time, but eventually went to voicemail.
He frowned, feeling a hint of unease in his heart.
"Aunt Chen, has my sister-in-law come back?" Pei Yanqing asked.
Aunt Chen shook her head slightly: "She usually comes back around this time, but not today."
Pei Yanqing's brow furrowed even tighter: "Did she mention where she was going today?"
