Mu Qianshui lifted her alluring eyes, looking at Mo Chuxi innocently.
"Chuxi, I don't know what you're talking about, I…"
"You'd better confess honestly. If Xinxin and those two kids suffer any harm, I'll make sure you wish you were dead!"
"Mo Chuxi!"
Mu Shaoqian threw down his chopsticks and stood up.
"Mo Chuxi, what do you mean? That Lady Yan has gone missing, and you come looking for Qianshui? Qianshui is a dignified socialite and heiress, do you think she'd stoop to kidnapping?"
"Hmph."
Mo Chuxi let out a cold, mocking laugh.
"She hasn't done enough dirty deeds?"
"You…"
"Chuxi!"
Ning Zitong also stood up, her expression fraught with worry.
"Do you mean to say Yan Xinxin is missing? And Xixi is missing too?"
Mo Chuxi glanced at Ning Zitong, then strode over to Mu Qianshui, his imposing and murderous aura making her tremble.
"I'm giving you one minute to think it over."
Mu Qianshui's heart jumped in fright, her palms breaking into a cold sweat.
"Chuxi."
