Jin Mo felt her heart skip a beat, only to sense the air around her solidify; Tang Yan's intent was clear—he wanted her to be his mistress.
She had offered herself willingly, but Tang Yan was reluctant, desiring her solely to humiliate her at his pleasure, both mentally and physically.
Ang Yan's gaze was indifferent as water, making her feel icy all over, and though she remained silent, she couldn't escape the questioning in his eyes.
"Then… you need to find Liu Wei first," Jin Mo ventured tentatively.
Tang Yan scoffed from deep in his throat, "Negotiating terms with a businessman?"
Jin Mo bit her lip, really wanting to harden her heart and ignore Liu Wei's plight, but she lay awake all night, distressed by what Liu Wei might be enduring or if she had already been killed or dismembered, which unsettled her greatly.
"Fine! I agree!" Jin Mo looked into his eyes, which were still as cold as a winter's night, deep and chilling.
