Luo Qingli simply stopped talking. She didn't have anything good to say about a sick man like Qin Lang, a man who got joy out of other people's pain.
"Mrs. Gu, I'm going out now. Before I do, let me give you a piece of advice. Don't try to escape. I know your physical capabilities are decent, but unless you no longer care for the child in your belly, it would be wise not to act rashly. My henchmen aren't as merciful as I am."
"Of course, I will protect my child." Unable to get any response from Qin Lang, Luo Qingli was somewhat frustrated, but she didn't want to lose her momentum to him.
Qin Lang left her with a suggestive comment, "You'd better take good care, and ensure there are no accidents."
His wanton, evil smile lingered as he walked to the door. He used a spare key, unlocking it from the inside.
As soon as she heard the sound of the key turning, Luo Qingli perked up. At the moment the door was about to open, she hurriedly rushed forward.
