"I can save your sister, but you'll have to pay a price."
"You... Why do you know so much about the inside stories of the Yan Family?" Han Hao's voice trembled a little.
"Because..."
"Because she's my wife." From behind the two of them, came Yan Shixiu's clear and melodious voice.
Han Hao's shock escalated to a new level, he had never imagined that An Lan would be backed by Yan Shixiu.
Shi Lan also turned her head, only to hear Yan Shixiu say to her, "Wait for me outside for five minutes."
Shi Lan glanced at Han Hao and nodded, "Not a minute more, or you won't be forgiven."
Yan Shixiu took a seat opposite Han Hao and then, staring at him, asked, "Working for Yan Ziqing?"
Han Hao's tongue tied in a knot; he couldn't say anything.
Because he had not anticipated that the real Yan Shixiu would have such an overwhelming presence, making him feel so suffocated he could hardly breathe.
It was as if his soul, hidden in the darkness, had awakened the devil.
