Being a gentle and courteous man was what he did best.
"Fine, I want your life, give it to me now!" Mo Ran said, her brows furrowed and expression cold.
Fujiwara Ize stood up and shook his head with a sigh, "You're very emotional right now. You should calm down alone for a while. If you still want to kill me, you can never say it again. Even if I don't come after you, someone else will secretly do it."
"Also, don't have any other thoughts unless you want to harm your child and your sister. Ran, I know you're a smart woman, you should know what's best for you."
Everyone is afraid of threats, and he didn't believe Mo Ran wasn't.
Yes, she knew what to do, she would definitely do what she thought was best!
Mo Ran grabbed the cup from her bedside and hurled it at him, "Get out!"
Fujiwara Ize lightly dodged it, and the cup shattered against the wall.
