"So, what do you want?" Han Jian Yu glanced at the man quietly.
''Kneel!'' The corner of Han Sheng's lips tugged up as his voice reverberated in the huge terrace.
Yu Mei froze but Jun Zixuan kept her locked in his arms, not letting her move, ''Don't look. It will be over soon,'' He whispered as he stroked her back.
''What exactly do you mean by over? This crazy man....'' She inhaled a deep breath, ''He hates brother. He won't spare him...''
Jun Zixuan wordlessly kept stroking her back.
Han Sheng glanced at Han Jian Yu, ''You want to go back on your word, President Han....or do I say my dear son?" He raised his hand to stroke the scar running down from the corner of his eyes while he glanced in the other direction.
Han Jian Yu followed his gaze and found him looking at the baby fox, his fingers curled into a fist. It would be lie if he said he didn't feel his heart aching at the sight of that little thing tortured to this extent.
