Jiang Long lay paralyzed on the ground, completely stunned.
He knew Yang Siling had strong methods, but he could never have guessed they were this terrifying.
She had his every move at her fingertips.
Yang Siling sighed softly for the first time, her voice gentle, "After all, Xiao Jun was my husband, and I will definitely avenge his death."
"Since he loved this woman so much, then I might as well bury her alive with him."
"Unable to get her in life, they can be a couple in death. Quite nice."
"Tang Yi, once you capture her, flay her alive!"
"Your youngest son... "
"Rest assured, I'll take him to the Yang Family and raise him well. To the outside world, I will claim he is my son."
"Father-in-law, are you satisfied with this arrangement?"
Jiang Long's face was ashen as he said, "Satisfied."
The butler Yan Zhongbo smiled and said, "Since you're satisfied, Elder Jiang, why don't you draft a new will?"
"You should know what to write."
