At that moment, Shen Qinghe turned to look at Dongfang Wuya and said with a laugh, "Wuya, there's no need to kill Yan Changsheng. Let someone like Yan Changsheng live a good life. As for us, husband and wife, we will live lovingly through the days. We should let him see what mutual affection is, what beautiful love is. Someone as dark-hearted as him actually matches Nan Sheng perfectly."
Dongfang Wuya's eyes lit up, and he scooped her into his arms, "Then do you love me?"
"That depends on your performance," Shen Qinghe lifted her brows playfully.
"If you don't say you love me, I'll kill Yan Changsheng," Dongfang Wuya threatened.
Shen Qinghe couldn't be bothered with him and turned to head to the Simple Residence Courtyard, "Kill him if you want. What does Yan Changsheng's life or death have to do with me? In my heart, Yan Changsheng is not even on par with a stranger."
