"Tian Feng, don't you understand yet? If you don't agree to our Dragon Group's terms today, you'll never be able to return to the Chen Family. Do you understand?" Chen Yuanyang said coldly, his tone filled with threat.
"Father..." Chen Tiantao tried to speak, but Chen Yuanyang didn't give him the chance.
"Go."
With a wave of his hand, Chen Yuanyang threw Chen Tianfeng into the driver's seat of a car.
Chen Tianfeng was slammed into the seat, his forehead scraping off a piece of skin, and blood began to flow.
Seeing his own father disregard his well-being, Chen Tianfeng's heart suddenly turned cold.
"Chen Tianfeng, you don't want to live, but I insist on keeping you alive."
Just then, a cold woman's voice came from outside.
Hearing this voice, both Chen Tianfeng and Chen Yuanyang were taken aback.
Because it was a voice they both knew.
It was that woman's voice.
"Miss Ye, what do you mean by this? Do you really want to kill me?" Chen Yuanyang asked with a cold snort.
