"Say whatever it is you want to do, my wife is not your target, don't harm innocent people!"
At these words, Yue Feng laughed as if he'd heard a joke: "You're speaking as if you know me well. So, Mr. President Lu, care to guess what my intended target really is?"
"You attempted to assassinate the President. Besides the Lu Family, who else could it be?"
"Since you acknowledge it's the Lu Family, isn't your wife also part of the Lu Family?"
At this, Lu Ming's eyes narrowed sharply, a surge of hostility rising within him.
He abruptly stood up, "What do you really want?"
Yue Feng calmly walked over to the French window in the living room, opened the top half, and a cool breeze carrying a drizzle swept in.
"As long as you jump from here, I will spare Jing Yiren!"
"..." At these words, the corner of Lu Ming's mouth hooked into an almost imperceptible grin.
"Even if I jump from here, you won't live to see the dawn! No one can threaten my wife just because they want to!"
