"I can join you, but I have conditions," He Jingyao spoke calmly.
"Oh, I understand, I understand," Lawrence said with a knowing smile. "Your wife and child... rest assured, I won’t let anyone harm them. Once you truly become one of us, I will ensure you’re reunited with your family. By the way, might I add, your wife is truly beautiful and charming."
He Jingyao’s hands suddenly clenched tightly.
"I hope you keep your promise," He Jingyao’s voice was extremely cold, "otherwise, the consequences will be beyond your capacity to bear."
Lawrence sighed, "Yes, I understand. I originally thought I had a sufficient understanding of your power, but now I realize you are indeed unfathomable. It’s truly astonishing. So until I have a clear grasp of your background, I will not act recklessly."
Lawrence’s tone was sincere, as if he were the one being imprisoned and controlled.
He Jingyao’s eyes flashed with mockery.
"Mr. Lawrence, I didn’t expect you’d be such a person..." He Jingyao smiled lightly, "Truly surprising."
"Yes, everyone thinks I don’t look like a terrorist," Lawrence laughed, appearing somewhat mischievous. "But that’s what makes the whole thing interesting, doesn’t it?"
"Indeed, very interesting," He Jingyao curled his lips slightly, though there was no trace of amusement in his eyes.
"By the way, Mr. He, since you can’t reunite with your wife in the short term, I’ve prepared a few young virgins for you. I’m sure you’ll like them," Lawrence continued. "You should know, in Country A, a man can marry up to four wives, and for a man as exceptional as you, having as many women as you want is only natural. If your wife is unhappy about this, you should punish her until she complies."
He Jingyao’s expression was indifferent, his thin lips curved in a sneer, "No wonder your country is so backward, relying on manufacturing fear to survive. Turns out all your thoughts are spent on bullying women."
Lawrence’s consistently gentle face finally showed a hint of a crack.
But he quickly laughed it off, "If Mr. He doesn’t like it, I won’t insist. I hope you enjoy your stay, Mr. He. By the way, your country’s election is about to begin, President Zhu is urgently in need of your help."
He Jingyao let out a cold laugh.
Lawrence gestured towards the electronic equipment beside them with his eyes, "You can freely use the internet and phone as you wish, but all your actions will be monitored in real-time. If I notice anything suspicious, I’m afraid you’ll only be able to say goodbye to your wife."
He Jingyao looked up at him, his face completely devoid of expression.
"Goodbye," Lawrence said with a smile as he bid farewell, and then the screen dimmed.
He Jingyao closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, they were dark and cold. Follow current novels on 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅✦𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾✦𝗇𝖾𝗍
He walked to the other end of the long table, opened one of the laptops, and searched for his own name—
The entire internet was discussing news of his death.
His fingers tightened slightly, his knuckles turning white.
After a while, he suddenly laughed.
Su Zixi, that silly woman, would definitely not believe it. No matter if everyone thought he was dead, Su Zixi wouldn’t.
In this world, she is undoubtedly the person who trusts him the most, no matter what he says or does, she will believe him unconditionally, even if she knows she’s been deceived, next time she will still foolishly fall for it.
It’s not that she is truly foolish, but because... she trusts him.
From the past to the present.