Xin Ke moved his lips, seemingly wanting to say something, but a few people dressed in police uniforms had already walked in.
Sheng Jiayu gave Xin Ke one last deep look, a gaze devoid of any lingering affection, filled with an extremely cold glint.
"Xin Ke, you should be thankful that Su Wan's last stab was on me. If it had cut Mu Ke's arm, if it had caused him to never be able to go back to the operating table, I wouldn't mind letting you truly see my means. I can make it so that you have no place in this world."
Sheng Jiayu's tone was filled with anger, and Xin Ke's expression worsened, his hands clenched into fists: "So this is the real reason you're angry?"
Although Xin Ke never loved Sheng Jiayu, they had known each other for many years and had been married for several. Xin Ke knew her temper; she would get angry, but in reality, she seldom did, which was why he could touch her bottom line repeatedly.
But now, Xin Ke could feel that Sheng Jiayu was genuinely angry.
