Chu Xinyu panicked, "What are you doing... What is this all about..."
Wasn't it agreed that this was already settled?
Why is this Mr. Huo so unpredictable!
Jiayi also got a fright, on his lap, "Didn't you say you'd let them go..."
Huo Zhenyang's eyes were calm as he raised two slender fingers, pressing them to the girl's lips, hushing her with a sound.
Jiayi watched with wide eyes as George walked up to Chu Xinyu, grabbed her long hair, and yanked it upwards!
"Ah— Ah! Brother Yixiao, save me—"
A surge of fear flooded Chu Xinyu's mind as she struggled desperately.
Having already experienced this man's ruthless methods, now she would believe it even if he used that Swiss Army Knife to cut her own throat!
Nie Yixiao's face changed color, cold sweat streaming down the back of his neck.
Just then, the sharp tip of the knife in George's hand flashed with silver light, slicing through Chu Xinyu's long hair!
