Su Muxue Had Left

It wasn't that Jiang Tingxu couldn't hear the man's words; it was just that she couldn't react to the shocking news.

Seeing that the man was about to leave, she finally spoke, "Mo Boyuan, come back!"

"Wife?"

After sitting on the bed, Jiang Tingxu leaned against the headboard and asked, "What do you plan to do?"

As a sharp glint flashed across his dark eyes, his tone was bone-chilling.

"Those who dare to plot against me would be dealt with terribly. Some are dead, some are in the mental hospital, some are in jail, and some can only live in despair for the rest of their lives!"

In response, Jiang Tingxu shook her head repeatedly.

"No, don't do those illegal things. It's not worth it."

Mo Boyuan's personality had always been like this. If people didn't offend him, he would not offend them. If people offended him, then he would retaliate against them aggressively.

"Then what do you want me to do?" he asked.