C17 (1/2)

”And if I don't?” Han Ziyu sneered.

Huo Qingfeng didn't want to see Han Ziyu here even for a second. ”Are you going by yourself or do you want me to throw you out?”

”How dare you!” Han Ziyu glared angrily at Huo Qingfeng. Since I dared to come here today, I won't be afraid of you. ”

”See if I dare!” Huo Qingfeng waved his hand and a few men in black walked in. Get both of them out of here! ”

Han Ziyu sneered, then waved her hand. At some point in time, several burly men had appeared at the door.

While the fight was going on, Ye Mo hurried in from the door and asked, ”What are you guys doing?”

Huo Qingfeng didn't pay any attention to Ye Mo. He stared at Han Ziyu with his blood-red eyes. ”I'll give you one more chance. If you want to live, then get lost with your men!”

”Mr. Han, A Feng is in a bad mood. For the sake of being late, please take more responsibility.”

Ye Mo saw that there was no way to persuade him, so he could only look at Han Ziyu, ”You don't want to let the evening leave in peace, right?”

Ye Mo's words caused Han Ziyu to glance at Mo Wan in the crystal coffin. Finally, she suppressed her anger and walked out of the mourning hall.

Watching Han Ziyu leave, Huo Qingfeng turned his head and stared at the body of Mo Wan in the crystal coffin. Huo Qingfeng's eyes were so focused that one could see the sorrow in his eyes from Mo Wan's point of view.