Huang Sijun saw this scene and laughed out loud, "Oh, it seems Fifth Young Master has already seen your little girlfriend."
"Rest assured, since she is with Fifth Young Master, I will naturally take good care of her."
The word "care" was emphasized heavily by him.
He then slightly adjusted the camera so Yan Yan could see the young girl sitting on the chair more clearly.
He clicked his tongue and said, "Look, isn't she still fine? She hasn't lost an arm or leg; your face doesn't need to look so grim."
Yan Yan didn't make a sound.
The people in the living room could feel it. Ever since the video was connected, the man's terrifying aura seemed to have reached its peak, almost about to erupt at any moment.
Yet he himself remained leaning on the sofa, an unhurried demeanor.
If it weren't for those phoenix eyes, which were usually full of wicked charm, now so dark it was frightening, people might really think he didn't care.
