"Yiliang, you really are..." Yan Sijue forced a smile, finding himself increasingly at a loss for words when facing this woman.
Why is it that no matter how big the issue is, she can always resolve it with such ease?
Then he suddenly realized something!
"...After you were shot, was it that woman, Chen Yayan, who pushed you to the roadside, so my men didn't find you when they arrived?" Yan Sijue's voice was terrifyingly cold, as if it came from Shura Hell!
"I was already unconscious at the time, so I don't know exactly what she did, but I guess so... Later, didn't she pretend that she saved you? Perhaps my fearless spirit inspired her..." Mu Yiliang said with a grin.
Yan Sijue gritted his teeth until they cracked: "...But you actually let her go?"
Mu Yiliang suddenly felt a chill on her neck and instinctively shrank: "...I'm still fine, aren't I? Although I dislike her, seeing her guilty and scared, I didn't have the heart to do anything to her."
