Being watched coldly through the screen by Yan Yan, Huang Sijun’s hand holding the knife was trembling.
His breathing also began to quicken.
Fear almost spread throughout his entire body.
The more indifferently Yan Yan acted, the more scared he became...
Afraid that he truly didn’t care, then everything he was doing today would be in vain! He might even end up pushing himself into an abyss of hell!
With the way he’s stirred things up, Yan Yan definitely wouldn’t let him off the hook!
The retreat he had originally planned was gone too.
No, Yan Yan could not possibly not care about this little slut!
Huang Sijun recalled what the two maids from the Yan Family had told him, and the details they described about the interactions between Yan Yan and this girl.
He forced himself to calm down. He didn’t believe that Yan Yan truly had no feelings for this girl.
For so many years, Mr. Yan was famously known for not being close to women. Everyone thought he exuded a sense of hormones, but in reality, there wasn’t a single woman by his side.
For years, countless women, attracted by his looks and power, threw themselves at him with all kinds of perfect features, but what was the outcome?
He had never seen any woman treated by Yan Yan.
Kept by his side, shared meals and living space, even spending lavishly on her, and allowing her to call him ’beautiful woman’, such a girlish nickname.
Everyone knew that in Mr. Yan’s life, what he hated most was being called pretty.
Huang Sijun felt a bit more stable in his heart, besides, he had already come this far, and had no other retreat but to press on.
After figuring it out, he looked down at the young girl who couldn’t move her limbs.
He tapped the knife blade against Yun Qiluo’s small face a couple of times, clicked his tongue twice: "Did you hear that? Poor thing, Fifth Young Master doesn’t want you anymore, you’re just a little pet."
With the knife close to her, Yun Qiluo wasn’t that scared; she just found this man disgusting.
Upon hearing this, she spat angrily at him: "Stupid pig head, I won’t believe you! Let me go! Or you’re dead!"
Such a childish threat, of course, Huang Sijun wouldn’t take it seriously.
He showed a greasy, sickening smile on his chubby face, turned his head, and continued to look at Yan Yan:
"Whether you care or not doesn’t matter, anyway, the game must go on, your call," Huang Sijun’s eyes flashed with viciousness, "Once the game starts, I’ll cut her every minute until you find this place."
"Yan Yan, if you really don’t care, then just wait to collect her body."
The always indifferent-looking Yan Yan finally couldn’t hold it back. His hand by his side clenched into a fist, veins bulging.
His face was dark, exuding a terrifying aura, with danger rampant in his phoenix eyes.
Seeing his change in expression, not entirely unresponsive, Huang Sijun smirked with triumph: "Don’t worry, I will broadcast the whole thing live, no problem for Fifth Young Master to observe the entire process."
"Come on, let me see, where should I start with the first cut?"
"Why not start with this beautiful little face, how about that?"
As he spoke, he leaned closer, looking at Yun Qiluo at a close distance.
Yun Qiluo felt extremely disgusted being stared at like that, and goosebumps rose all over her body, especially looking at that pig head up close, her small face turned from green to white.
She had been feeling hungry, but now she felt like throwing up.
As Huang Sijun leaned in again, she finally couldn’t hold back, and bumped her shoulder hard. Caught off guard, Huang Sijun let the knife drop to the ground.