Hearing Jing Yiran say that he was going to kill her, yang Muyan suddenly laughed silently.
Her voice was so hoarse that it was hard for her to make a sound when she laughed.
However, her soundless laughter made her look even more terrifying and sinister.
Jing Yiran got a bit scared by her smile. He frowned and said,"What are you laughing at? I can kill you as easily as stepping on an ant!"
"If you kill me, Jing Yichen will kill you immediately. Hahaha, you are just a poor soul controlled by Jing Yichen! Your Lu is Angel 's, and we don't know if she's still alive!"
"You think I'm pitiful?"
Jing Yiran asked leisurely as he sat on a leather chair that had been brought over, crossing his legs and eating melon seeds.
One of Jing Yichen's assistants made him a cup of tea because he was thirsty after eating too many melon seeds.
Jing Yiran took a sip to moisten his throat and said slowly,
