Tang Beiwei pouted her lips and sat on the ground. She didn’t care about how she looked but just didn’t say a word. She hated Ye Mo; her original good impression of Ye Mo was gone immediately. This person was so barbaric, not caring she was a girl at all and just carried her by the neck. No wonder someone was targeting him, served him right.
Ye Mo sneered; the only reason he didn’t use forceful interrogation was because she had a bracelet.
"I don’t know why you have my sister’s number saved or why you purposely came close to me. I just know that I won’t let the person live no matter who tries to touch my sister. I admit your acting skills are quite good, you even tricked even me. I’ll give you another minute, if you don’t talk, then don’t blame me for using force." Ye Mo’s voice was getting colder and colder.
Tang Beiwei looked up in surprise. "Who did you say is your sister? When do I know your sister?"
