"Xia Wan'an is my wife. If you lay a finger on her, it's as if you've touched me!"
"She's my bottom line, anyone who threatens her will have to deal with me!"
"From now on, if you dare harbor any malicious intentions towards my wife, I won't hesitate to give you a taste of your own medicine!"
At this point, Han Jingnian narrowed his eyes fiercely. Even his tone of voice was filled with hostility: "Today serves as a warning. If there is a next time, I'll return your misdeeds tenfold!"
"If you don't believe me, feel free to try!"
Chi Mu curled up in the quilt, motionless. Yet under the cover, her hands clenched the bed sheet tightly. Her entire body started shaking more violently, and she bit down hard on her lower lip.
Having said his piece, Han Jingnian stepped back two steps and turned on the large wall-mounted TV. He clicked a few keys on his phone, connected it to the TV, then stepped to the bed, reached out and grabbed Chi Mu's arm through the quilt, pulling her up.
