Dear uncle

''They call you a devil…but you've always been my best friend," His jaws clenched, "But your ruthlessness still amazed me. You don't have an ounce of sympathy for the woman who was ready to die for you. You are truly an ungrateful bastard…."

"The only woman whom I'd live or die for is Tang Li," Mo Yuhan said in a low voice, his tone laced with coldness.

In his world, he did not need different women to play different roles. Tang Li was enough. She was his best friend, crush, wife, life partner, and soulmate.

The authority in his voice could not be denied, "Other than her, I've never given anyone the hope of looking at them or loving them. I'm not responsible if they seek their death.…"

"You…" Ye Jie grabbed Mo Yuhan's collar and raised his fist.

'Pak'