"No way, I dare not take the risk," He Youpeng said with a smile, "Though I feel a bit sorry for you, isn't this also inevitable?"
"By the way, you don't need to worry about your wife and child. The child is not yours, but mine. Once you're gone, I'll take good care of them. As for your parents, they will surely die of grief, letting them join you for a family reunion."
"Beast!" He Yunhui roared furiously, spitting out a mouthful of dark blood in his urgency: "Pfft—"
"This is what happens to those who mindlessly serve a conscienceless boss," Yang Yu suddenly appeared in He Yunhui's office, stuffing an elixir into He Yunhui's mouth.
As He Yunhui spat out another mouthful of foul blood, his complexion quickly improved, and his heart resumed its normal beating.
He Youpeng's eyes immediately widened: "How did you get in here?"
"Dealing with someone like you is just too easy," Yang Yu turned his gaze to He Yunhui, "Now, are you willing to be a witness?"
