âHave you gone nuts?â
âWeâll bring them back if you canât finish them,â he retorted.
The Prison Chief smiled when he heard that. He hadnât expected the lady to be fond of soy milk.
âWe have plenty. Young Master Mo, these can be all yours if you like.â
The womanâs mouth twitched. âWe can get this somewhere else. This place is far from the city center, so it would be troublesome for them to make a trip out here.â
That did not bother him. If she liked the taste of the soy milk here, he would get the drinks from this place. She might not like the taste if they tried another place. He would get the drinks from this place no matter the cost!
âI want these!â His instruction was short and sweet.
Beneath her wry look, Ye Erruo was feeling blissful. Just like he had promised her before, he would get her whatever her eyes lingered on. He would spoil her this way.
As he took a sip from the glass of soy milk in her hand, he whispered into her ear, âThis drink may taste good, but itâs not as good as you.â
He never failed to compliment her whenever he could.
âPack these up.â
âUnderstood, Chief.â Left speechless by the order, Wang Yiyang accepted the drinks as instructed.
âPay up now!â
âOh, no, no. Thereâs no need to.â Who would dare accept money from the chieftain?
Mo Jiangyeâs eyes glistened. âKeep the money!â
Did he dare refuse any further?
âYes, yes, yes, I will.â There was not much the prison chief could do except follow this instruction.
âWhereâs the man?â
âHeâs inside. Do you want to see him now?â
The man did not respond except to turn his head to the woman sitting beside him and say, âStay here and donât go anywhere. Itâs cold outside.â
âAre you going to see Lin Jingxuan?â
âYes.â
âIâll go with you.â
âItâs cold and wet outside. It wouldnât be good for you.â
The temperature had been low in the first place and it had dipped even further that day.
âStay here and donât go anywhere.â He pressed her down against her seat and warned her sternly.
âWhen are you coming back?â She compromised finally.
âSoon.â
âThen Iâll wait for you.â
âHow do you want him dead? Frozen to death, starved to death, or tortured to death?â
She told him while holding his hand, âI think beating him to death would be a better option.â
He sniggered. Beating him to death? Dying this way would be too easy for him!
He marched out of the door while the rest followed suit, leaving the woman alone inside the room.
She stood by the door with the heat pad in her arms, staring into the direction the man had disappeared to. Honestly, she wasnât feeling cold to begin with, especially not when she was holding a heat pad.
Everyone waited outside as the prison door opened.
Mo Jiangye sauntered inside in his black leather boots. On the bed was Lin Jingxuan, who was covered by a thick pile of blankets.
The man on the bed knew who was coming the instant he heard movement outside his cell door.
âSo itâs you.â
The standing man looked at him expressionlessly. He loomed ominously beside the bed and tore away the injection pack hanging next to it.
âMo Jiangye, do you think you can lock me up forever?â quipped the man on the bed, looking wan.
âYouâre a b*stard who had the cheek to snatch away what was mine. Do you think Iâd be scared of you without the Linsâ power?â
Mo Jiangye continued to observe the medicated pack he was holding in his hands, oblivious to his archenemyâs words.
âLet me go.â Lin Jingxuan changed his tone and pleaded this time.
The standing man turned around abruptly with an eerie smile on his face. âYou wanna go out?â
âAh!â The prisoner let out a painful cry all of a sudden.