Dan Hanjie released Qin Youxuan's hand, placing his large hand on her little head, affectionately parting his lips.
He turned around and stepped towards Dan Hanxi, eyes filled with an uncontrollable murderous intent.
"Mr. Jie, everyone knows that Mr. Xi is currently living in a private villa. If something happens to him, you'll be the first to be implicated!" The assistant blocked in front of Dan Hanxi, speaking in a panic.
"So what? If he dies, none of you will escape either."
Dan Hanjie's wicked eyes were filled with a cold ferocity as he looked at the bodyguards blocking in front of Dan Hanxi, as if seeing dead men walking.
His entire body exuded an indescribable hostility.
This feeling was like when he was out of control before.
Qin Youxuan's heart skipped a beat, unable to express her fear.
She stepped forward, gripping his hand tightly.
"Now's not the time, Dan Hanjie..."
