Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

The moment he saw Mo Jingshen, Han Tianyuan’s feet became rooted to the ground. A harsh gush of cold air swept past his back. He quickly moved his gaze away, acting as though saw nothing. He raised his hands to his lips and coughed once, turning his face away and walking in a different direction.

However, Mo Jingshen did not give him an opportunity to escape. Ignoring Shen Mu and others who were quickly gathering behind him, he walked over with a freezing cold gaze.

He paused right before the marble staircase, both his voice and gaze heavy and cold to the point of seeping into one’s bones. “Whichever family’s dog dares to bite my people will experience the separation of blood and flesh. An existence worse than death, this is the consequence.”

Han Tianyuan secretly tightened his grip around his phone, but also knew that in such a situation, he could not make any careless movement.

They were all part of the higher society of Hai Cheng. Among them, no one was easy to deal with. However, this Mo Jingshen’s threat level was high enough that no one dared to challenge him carelessly.

No matter if it was the Mo family or the influence and wealth Mo Jingshen had single-handedly come to control in the past few years, they could not be underestimated.

To face him head-on, there was no doubt that death would come.

Han Tianyuan forced himself to calm down, pasting on a careless and relaxed smile. “CEO Mo, what is the meaning of your words?”

Mo Jingshen’s gaze had already moved inside the hotel. He calmly and icily ordered, “Hand Ji Nuan over.”

Han Tianyuan appeared bewildered, stuffing one hand into his pocket as he stepped back with a relaxed demeanor. He maintained a safe distance and laughed. “Your woman disappeared, why come to me in the middle of the night to ask for her? Could it be that CEO Mo also thinks I’m too attractive and your woman has been desiring me for too long, taking the opportunity while you were away to come to me in the middle of the night?”

All of a sudden, Mo Jingshen threw a glance towards him.

Those eyes did not seem to be looking at a person. Rather, they seemed to be focused on a corpse.