Addicted to seduction, the cold CEO cries every night

I don’t know what technique Long Tian used, but Lin Anru didn’t see any wounds on her body.

But he collapsed on the ground and didn't even have the strength to get up.

But when Yan Xia and Si Jinghuai walked in, she still raised her head and cast an angry look at Yan Xia.

"Yan Xia, you must die a happy death!"

She probably screamed too hard just now and her voice was hoarse.

But he still roared at Yan Xia at the top of his lungs.

Yan Xia's eyes were calm, and he walked up to her calmly and leaned down to look at her.

"It's not certain whether I will die a good death or not."

"But you..." Yan Xia raised her lips and smiled softly: "You will probably die in front of me."

"If you don't tell the truth, today may be the day you die."

She must have stayed with Si Jinghuai for a long time, and she actually looked a bit like Si Jinghuai when she spoke harshly.

Si Jinghuai raised his eyebrows with interest, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly in pleasure.

Lin Anru knew that what Yan Xia said was not a lie.

With Si Jinghuai's methods, no one would know even if he died here today.

There was a hint of fear in her eyes, but she still gritted her teeth.

Yan Xia looked at her with a smile, and there was no trace of impatience on her bright little face.

On the contrary, he was a little more interesting: "Aunt Lin, I really appreciate your tough talk."

"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. I'll deal with you first, and then I'll deal with your daughter."

"Do you think your daughter Yan Huan can withstand such torture?"

She spoke softly and didn't sound like a threat at all.

Lin Anru looked at her in horror.

In her eyes, Yan Xia has never been a good person.

Seeing that she still didn't say anything, Yan Xia stood up and said to Si Jinghuai: "Mr. Si, I might have to trouble your people..."

"Yan Xia, you will not die a good death, I curse you not to die a good death..."

Lin Anru's voice sounded like a desperate cry.

But these words had no offensive power against Yan Xia.

<divclass="contentadv">There was a faint smile on her lips. Long Tian, ​​who was standing beside her, raised his foot and gave Lin Anru a kick.

She kicked her and immediately silenced her.

"Mr. Si, since she won't tell you, why not cut out her tongue?"

Si Jinghuai nodded: "Yeah, it's quite noisy."

He spoke lazily, turned around and sat on the sofa nearby, pulling Yan Xia to sit on his lap.

He raised his hand and rubbed the tip of her nose: "You haven't seen how to cut someone's tongue."

"Let you see and see today."

Si Jinghuai said this in a normal tone, but it didn't sound like he was trying to scare anyone at all.

Yan Xia pretended to be calm, but in fact this kind of bloody scene was quite scary just thinking about it.

But Si Jinghuai was so cooperative with her, how could she lose Si Jinghuai's face?

He leaned against Si Jinghuai's heart and said softly, "Well, thank you, Mr. Si."

The two of them were singing together, and Long Tian had already pulled out a dagger from his waist and walked towards Lin Anru.

"Bitch man and woman, you two..."

She was still swearing.

But when she saw the silvery dagger that Long Tianliang held out, it came close to her mouth.

She finally gave up.

"Please, please don't cut my tongue out."

"I said, I will say anything, Yan Xia, let me go." She was really scared.

She couldn't move her body and could only squirm forward on the ground. She couldn't hide away even though she spent a lot of effort.

Long Tian stepped on her body with a rather impatient expression.

"Why are you running?" After saying that, he leaned over and opened her mouth.

Lin Anru trembled with fright, and a pungent stench immediately hit her face.

Yan Xia frowned in disgust and waved her hand towards Long Tian: "Forget it, since she is willing to say it, let's give her another chance."