Jian Xi stared at her, really wanting to just shoot her dead on the spot. But she couldn't—Loh Xiaoan and Little Pumpkin were still in her hands.
Nan Mufeng looked coldly at Yin Ruo and finally spoke: "Where's my son?"
Yin Ruo's eyes rolled as she came up with an idea: "Nan Mufeng, if you kill Jian Xi, I'll immediately give Little Pumpkin back to you."
"What about Loh Xiaoan?" Jian Xi asked.
"Same deal. As long as you're dead, I'll hand them back to you." Yin Ruo stared at Jian Xi with a chilly malice, a twisted excitement surging in her eyes.
Two people in love suddenly slaughtering each other—just thinking about it was thrilling!
"You're seriously perverted." Nan Mufeng said coldly.
"Yeah, I'm perverted. What can you do about it? Your son is in my hands!"
Nan Mufeng: "..." Right now he really couldn't do anything to her!
"Do you want your son or your wife? Pick one." Yin Ruo said.
