"Shen Congming! You, what have you done!" When Lin Youhui heard Shen Congming's voice through Shen Junlan's cellphone, she was already completely unsettled.
"Shen Junlan is now in my hands, don't ask anything. I'm not a patient man and tend to act impulsively."
"And I don't like to repeat myself too many times, one hundred million, you only have one hour!" Shen Congming thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of towering above all, of having control over everything.
Having been a parasitic son-in-law all these years, treated like a dog, having had to observe others' faces for so long, he could finally be tough for once.
It should have been like this all along!
"Shen Congming, do you have any idea what will happen if Heavenly God becomes aware of this? You will not have a grave to be buried in!" Lin Youhui's hysterical voice came from the other end of the line.
Shen Congming subconsciously moved the phone further away.