Yu Chiyin turned his body to the side, his slender fingers gently twirling the wedding ring on his left ring finger, a flash of tenderness in his eyes.
The next second, his gaze shifted, dark eyes staring at Jiang Che's stiffened silhouette, his smile cruel as he lifted his lips and slowly said:
"If you take one step, I'll break one of your legs. Dare to take a second step, and I'll break both of your legs..."
"Yu Chiyin, don't go too far!!"
Suddenly, Jiang Che lost control of his emotions and roared at him; his voice echoed throughout the living room.
The louder his voice, the more evident his fear became.
Especially in the face of his cruel and mocking expression, the taut strings in Jiang Che's mind kept tightening until they were on the verge of snapping.
