"If you dare to touch a single hair on her head, don't blame me for being impolite." Ling Chen gritted his teeth and said.
"Do you think I care about your threats? Ling Chen, you overestimate yourself. In my eyes, you are nothing but a pawn that still has some usefulness. In conclusion, I have made my conditions clear, whether you can fulfill them is up to you. That's all I have to say, as for what to do... think it through carefully. Don't forget, you don't have much time."
The person on the phone finished speaking and immediately hung up.
Putting down his phone, Ling Chen's face turned extremely livid, rage burning in Mo Che's pupils.
After a while, Ling Chen took a deep breath, slowly calming the rage in his heart, his gaze regaining its composure.
These past few days, his worries had finally become reality.
