Che Huan had no choice but to look at Huo Jinnan, biting her lip, she forcefully said, "Hello, Uncle."
Hearing the word 'Uncle,' Huo Jinnan's brows furrowed slightly as he glanced at the cigarette between his fingers. His long fingers pinched the cigarette out and tossed it into the ashtray. He then extended his large hand towards Che Huan, his voice chillingly clear, "Huo Jinnan."
So this is what they called well-dressed and suave?
She admitted that he was charming, enticing to women, and knew exactly how to seduce them, but he was definitely not a good man!
Otherwise, that night would not have happened, let alone him resorting to any means necessary, even at the expense of his own child!
Thinking of her daughter, Che Huan found it difficult to breathe and glanced at Huo Jinnan's slender, bony fingers, shrinking her own hand back.
After pausing for a minute, Huo Jinnan's eyes darkened, and he lowered his arm.
