"Mm."
Wen Man was still counting on this last button to become her money tree.
...
Jian Ran's eyes darkened slightly, then she was driven by the bodyguards towards the cliff.
...
Mu Wan's left hand had already started to swell, bloody and mangled, the tissue covering it completely soaked with blood, making the situation very dangerous. Mu Wan, worried about Jian Ran worrying, quietly placed her small hand behind her back.
...
At the cliff:
The winter temperature was extremely low, and the cold wind was biting.
Jian Ran and Mu Wan were separately tied directly onto two cliff walls, each having only a small circular platform. With a misstep, they could both fall off the cliff with the platform.
At that moment, it was not certain they would be blown up, but there was a high chance they'd be smashed to pieces.
From the choice of location alone, Mu Wan and Jian Ran knew how much Wu Jingjing wanted them dead.
