Ya Shitian stared deeply at her, "She has to die so that we are no longer threatened."
"...I don't care, just don't hurt her."
"You haven't even acknowledged each other, yet you care about her that much?"
Ye Rumeng said coolly, "My uncle doesn't have any children. If she is truly his daughter, she is his only flesh and blood. I don't want my uncle's bloodline to end."
Ya Shitian replied equally coolly, "I won't kill her, but don't interfere with whatever I decide to do."
"As long as you don't hurt her."
Ye Anqi and Timothy had already walked far away.
"Little Fox is in a bad mood?" Timothy asked, tilting his head.
Ye Anqi smiled faintly, "No."
"I thought you'd be upset seeing Satan and Rumeng together."
"Yes, it was upsetting, but I'm fine now."
"Do you still care about him that much?"
"I need some time."
"Do you still need comfort and a hug?" Timothy spread his arms. "I don't mind giving you both."
Ye Anqi laughed, "No need, I don't even need tears."
