Mo Huiling glared at him. When he was unaware, she bit his finger.
"Damn it!" Li Mingyu kicked her away angrily. He looked at the marks on his hand and a wave of anger surged in him. He kicked Mo Huiling a few more times.
His men held him back, "Sir, the baby. The baby is more important."
He then stopped when he thought about the baby. He grunted and could not be bothered to look at her again. He said, "Keep an eye on her."
Then, he went out.
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At Gu Jingze's side.
He scrutinized the photos that were sent to him.
In the photo, the four bodyguards he assigned to Lin Che were already dead. Lin Che was fine, but she was now with Li Mingyu. How could he not worry?
He looked up at the Los Angeles night sky that seemed to be a black satin. On the other hand, his eyes were even darker than the sky.
After a long time, he then gradually put his hands together and his fingers tightened.
