"Get out...!" Mu Beiting continued to repeat that one word.
Seeing Mu Beiting's firm stance, Yan Qinghan still wore his cheeky grin, "Hey, it's not like I don't want to help you take their lives. Even though you're loaded, we're talking about two lives here. Do you know how troublesome it would be for me to clean up if we took them out? All this over two slaps? Besides, I've already given them a good beating, so much so they can't even recognize their own parents. That's enough! Two slaps for a beating, we didn't lose out in this deal."
Mu Beiting didn't answer and didn't try to chase him away anymore, instead treating him like a transparent person and continuing to work with his head down.
Seeing that he still wasn't paying attention to him, Yan Qinghan raised his eyebrows, pulled out his phone, and dialed Ye Anxin's number, deliberately putting it on speaker.
After a few rings, the call was quickly answered, and Ye Anxin's soft and warm voice came through, "Hello!"
