Song Enshuo saw his grim expression and eyed him, "Why the long face?"
Yue Lingfeng cautiously glanced at the senior nurse.
Immediately getting the hint, Song Enshuo raised his head and said to the other person, "We need to talk, you can go back first."
Gao Hu: "Okay."
Only the two of them remained in the small western-style house.
Yue Lingfeng immediately furrowed his brow and with a thud, knelt down in front of Song Enshuo!
"Brother-in-law! This is all my doing! You must help me! If you don't help me, I only have one path to death, and then, I'll have to drag you down with me!"
Yue Lingfeng's words started with a desperate plea and ended with a threat.
Song Enshuo listened, squinted his eyes, his hands clutched the sofa, then let go, looking at him "You've failed? And Song Zhen has gotten a hold of something against you, hasn't he?"
In Song Enshuo's view, Yue Lingfeng had always been a careful person.
