Splash! Hot, boiling tea instantly splashed against them...
Mo Jiangye instinctively blocked Ye Erruo, while the Prison Chief stood in front of them hurriedly in utter fear.
The boiling hot tea splashed directly against the Prison Chiefâs body.
âIâm sorry, Iâm sorry.â
âWhy are you so careless? Get out.â
âYes, yes, yes.â
âAre you alright? Our subordinate is careless. Please do not mind her.â The Prison Chief smiled apologetically, ready to wipe Ye Erruoâs clothes with his hand.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Mo Jiangyeâs gaze turned cold as he grabbed his wrist. âWhere were you planning to put your hand?â
The Prison Chiefâs complexion turned ugly from the pain.
âMo Jiangye...â Ye Erruo called out gently before he immediately brushed the Prison Chiefâs hand away harshly.
The heater was turned on in the room. Therefore, it had been warm from the moment theyâd stepped in. On the table was some tea.
âPlease have a seat here.â
When Mo Jiangye sat down, he pulled Ye Erruo into his embrace smoothly, causing everyone in this place to feel taken aback momentarily.
âBoss, please have some hot tea. This place is too cold.â Wang Yiyang brought over a cup of tea and placed it on the table beside Mo Jiangye.
âSister-in-law.â He poured another cup of hot water for Ye Erruo.
âChange her drink to milk tea.â She did not like to drink plain water.
Milk, milk tea?
âBoss, this place is remote. There is no milk tea here.â
Ye Erruo let out another sigh. âDrink yours. Do not mind me.â
âWe have soy milk powder. Will that do?â someone asked softly.
âYes.â Ye Erruo smiled gently and politely.
Her smile caused everyone in the room to feel even more dumbstruck than before.
A moment later, a cup of aromatic soy milk was handed to her.
âWhere is the person who was brought in?â
âDonât worry. The person Young Master Mo handed over to us has been taken care of. His body is too weak, and due to the cold temperature here, his recovery rate is very slow.â
âIllegal activities... and robbery. Are these actions enough to sentence him to death?â Wang Yiyang asked.
âThey are enough.â
âDo you need evidence?â
âNo need. Thereâs no need for evidence.â
I will do whatever you say.
âYou can sentence someone to death without any evidence?â Wang Yiyangâs last words were uttered in a higher pitch.
âNo. We have already seen the evidence on our end. We will not sentence him wrongfully.â The Prison Chief glanced at Mo Jiangye as he speedily corrected himself.
Mo Jiangye remained expressionless the entire time. His cold aura made everyone feel afraid to go near him and even more afraid to speak to him.
âIs it nice?â Mo Jiangye asked softly.
Originally, only Wang Yiyang had been talking to the Prison Chief in the room. However, his question drew everyoneâs attention to him.
âVery tasty.â
Mo Jiangye placed his lips on the same location her lips had been on the cup before taking a small sip.
âWhat is this?â he asked them when he finally opened his mouth.
âThis is soy milk powder,â the Prison Chief said in a daze.
All of a sudden, Mo Jiangye raised his gaze and glanced at him. The people around him trembled and stumbled back a few steps.
âBring it over.â
The Prison Chief had a confused look on his face.
âIs there still any soy milk powder? Bring it all here,â Wang Yiyang said dumbly.
âYes, yes, we have some. Xiao Wang, bring out all the soy milk powder we have.â
âUnderstood.â
Ye Erruo hurriedly asked, âWhat do you want so much soy milk powder for?â
Mo Jiangye shifted his gaze back to her. âTo drink it.â
He had said so before. As long as she wanted or liked something, he would bring it to her. Since she liked to drink that beverage so much, he naturally wanted her to have more than enough.
Very soon, huge bags of soy milk powder were brought over.
âYou can drink them all?â Ye Erruo asked softly.
âThese are all for you.â
â...â