Half of Mu Xiangwan's face was numb and stiff but her hands and feet were tied up, preventing her from even touching her injured cheek.
Ivan knew Shentu Yun's cold-blooded methods. Many things he said were taken as jokes, but he would order his men to execute them in the next moment. Fearing that Shentu Yun might really cut off Mu Xiangwan's tongue, a trace of worry crossed Ivan's eyes, "Mr. Shentu, this girl is our bait for luring the wolves. Please reconsider."
Shentu Yun squatted in front of Mu Xiangwan, holding her chin with a hand and looked at the delicate features of the girl, "Don't worry, I, Shentu Yun, know my limits. Tsk, tsk… This girl is so beautiful, she's more lovely than Fengfeng."
As he spoke, he touched her full and moist lips with his finger, and the next moment - in full view of everyone, he kissed her.
