Madam, You Should Tell Me

Mu Tianyan took the handkerchief Mu Yunhao gave him and wiped the blood on his mouth. After hearing that, he paused, "Work?"

"Yeah!"

Lu Zijia nodded gently.

"Didn't Uncle He tell you what I've been doing these days?

"This shouldn't happen. Uncle He is very serious when it comes to work. He wouldn't forget to tell you."

Lu Zijia looked relaxed as if she was talking about something unimportant.

However, what she said made the expressions of Mu Yunhao and the ten subordinates change slightly.

Only Mu Tianyan's expression still remained the same as if he didn't understand the hidden meaning in Lu Zijia's words at all.

Without hearing the reply from the man, Lu Zijia didn't mind at all as she continued, "In fact, I've already died once when I was thrown into your room before.

"But the King of Hell said that I was tough and it wasn't time for me to die yet, so he sent me back.