"Since that's the case, Mr. Ya, go ahead and do it."
Ya Shitian chuckled lowly, "Killing you now would be too easy on you. Naturally, I intend to torture you thoroughly before I lay a hand on you."
"What kind of torture do you have in mind?"
Ya Shitian leaned into her ear, his thin lips ambiguously and faintly brushing her cheek.
"First, I'll destroy your happiness. How does that sound?"
"My happiness?" Ye Anqi raised an eyebrow.
What happiness did she have?
"Don't you like Bei Jingshen? I'll make sure he can't marry you. Believe it or not?"
Ye Anqi inwardly found it amusing.
Since he had misunderstood, let him continue to misunderstand.
It would spare her from other tricks he might come up with to deal with her.
"I don't believe it, he said he would marry me, and I believe him."
A dark shadow passed through Ya Shitian's eyes.
"Stupid woman, he's just using you!"