Yan Ye walked up to the man and stood before him, his expression calm and authoritative, "You can only save your life by telling me the truth."
"Young Master Yan, there's no need to threaten me. I naturally understand this principle, but I guess you have an idea, don't you?" The driver, having survived a brush with death, was certain to seize this opportunity before him.
Yan Ye's eyes darkened, "Is the person who instructed you closely related to me?"
Outside.
Xiaocheng didn't refuse to let Jian Yu hold him because Yan Ye had said he was taking him to see his dad.
And if Yan Ye had left him with Jian Yu, did that prove that this uncle here was his dad?
"Daddy!" Xiaocheng tried calling out to the smiling Jian Yu.
As soon as Jian Yu heard the word 'Daddy,' the smile on his face froze in an instant.
He subconsciously looked behind him, thinking Yan Ye might be standing there.
But he was not.
That meant the 'Daddy' Xiaocheng had just called out to was meant for him.
